The Eternal Bond

Mohona Chowdhury

She sat with her hair untied; curling the ends around her finger. Her reddish brown hair – naturally coloured. It was truly one-of-a-kind.

Her toes were dipped in the cold water of the swimming pool. She was lost in her thoughts, her mind wandering back to the memories of last year. On that day too, the sun had been shining over their mansion. That very day he had come back from war. She had missed his loving cuddles. His pranks and cheekiness; his presents; his protectiveness and stubbornness when it came to her well-being.

Just like today, she had been waiting for him with the puja thali. She had decorated the thali with sandalwood paste, tika, diya, few grains of rice and sweets and something special; made with her own hands. She had been sad though. It was indeed a special day but it didn’t look festive at all. Her father wasn’t home and mom had gone to the temple. It was just like any other day. But she had not skipped any rituals. She had worn new clothes and decorated the doorway with a colourful rangoli.

It all changed the moment she had seen him enter through the rangoli – decorated doorway and she skipped in pure joy. They had hugged each other for what seemed an eternity. She then dragged him to the puja room, took the thali and greeted him. She put the tika on his forehead. Then she tied the colourful thread around his wrist sending up a prayer that he should be safe. Then it was time to feed each other their favourite sweet – kaju barfi. After all it was Rakhi, the day to celebrate their bond-an eternal one. How could she not tie rakhi to her beloved brother ?

She suddenly shook herself out of her thoughts. She came back to reality. She was confident that nothing would change. Their special day was here, once again with the sun shinning over their mansion.

She looked at the gate and her heart danced with joy as she spotted her twin. The reddish brown hair, naturally coloured and one-of-a-kind hair. No make it two-of-a-kind. After all they were like peas of the same pod.

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The First Inter-Galactic War

Prateek Dhar

Humans (homo sapiens) had achieved the technology to contact extraterrestrial beings and the learned scientists who designed this project were ready. After the grand inauguration ceremony, all they had to do was to just push the button.

Easier said than done.

There was a 5 hour long delay, because the Chief Guest was stuck in traffic. And as soon as he arrived, the power went out for 2 hours. And it took another hour for the code to reload again. Oh! And also, the ribbon cutting ceremony took an additional half an hour. As we can imagine, the learned scientists were fast asleep and they had to be woken up too.

The radio signals worked on Morse code which was a very convenient way of sending signals to extraterrestrial life. Now to the interesting part.

The trouble was that an incomplete signal was sent to the aliens due to a technical issue.

Oh, no! We sent “HI FIENDS!” instead of “HI FRIENDS!”

Oops!

Fiend’ means a demon, or an evil spirit. Now, our aliens were excellent in English and they went crazy at the overture.

Our aliens, who called themselves Crystals were upset, expectedly. And that is how the very first and hopefully last inter-galactic war started. The Crystals, whose population was the same as a football team, decided to send a spy to Earth.

There is a very common myth that extraterrestrial beings use spaceships. But they actually own teleportation devices. The Crystals are twice our size and not invisible. So they have to be inside the teleporter all the time while spying.

Now, where did I get all this information from? It was not like the aliens personally came to invade and conquer Earth. Which means, the spy was spotted!

By whom? Well, the Chief Guest saw the extraterrestrial while out on a walk. He said that the alien was twice his size and wore a cloth which was marked as #11CRYSTAL. The Chief Guest went into a coma for a week.

Meanwhile, the denizens of Crystal decided that the humans are a bad species and they have to be eliminated. They gave their Captain the signal to launch the most powerful weapon that they had. Now, the spy returned and the Crystals were all ready for the launch! All they had to do was to press the button that was powerful enough for the planet to explode! They consulted the astrologer who said that the best time to launch would be the very next day.

In the meantime, the humans found out about this plan by intercepting various radio signals between Crystals and the spy and immediately launched their message of peace which worked fine this time. The Crystals had already sent their weapon about 30 seconds before the message arrived. By that time the weapon had already reached the Great Bear constellation and humans couldn’t do anything about it.

The Crystals were drinking tea because they really didn’t care about the humans. They trusted their spy more than the humans, which is understandable. But the humans did their calculations and figured out that the weapon would hit Jupiter, so they were also drinking their tea.

So now, there were two planets whose inhabitants were fighting each other while sipping tea.

The question is…

What is 2+2?

Just kidding.

The question is…

Who will win?

Our learned scientists, who were mentioned at the very beginning decided that they would fly in a spaceship all the way to the Crystal’s planet.

They stopped at the moon to take a half-hour of rest when the Crystal’s weapon attacked the moon at high velocity. As we know, the universe is shaped like a sphere which means that after lots of bouncing around, the spaceship arrived at the Crystal’s planet. Meanwhile, the humans were not very unhappy as they figured out that the only thing that would happen was that there would not be any light at night-time and no tides.

And then there were things like earth not rotating anymore because there wasn’t any magnetic field. So now half of the world was exposed to the sun’s deadly rays at 300 degree celsius while the other half was freezing to death. I still cannot decide which is more pleasurable.

When our learned scientists found out, through cameras, they decided to launch a deadly weapon at the Crystals’ home planet. The Crystals, who were happily drinking tea since they came to know about human extinction, found out that there was a spaceship hurtling towards their planet.

Oh no!” said the Crystals and the tea cups slipped from their hands and the tea landed on their body.

That was extremely expensive Darjeeling tea imported from earth!” the Captain exclaimed agitatedly.

So they decided to destroy the spaceship – the very usual diplomatic approach to problems.

Except the power supply went off. So they couldn’t launch a missile towards the spaceship. That was bad for them.

Ha!Ha! Shouted the human scientists in glee.

Noooooooooo!” shouted the Crystals. And then there was a collision that killed both species for good. Yippee! Hurrah!

And that was the very first inter-galactic war. And it ended in a draw.

Jab Troodon Met Goopi-Bagha

Aditi Chakraborty

Whack!

That was the sound of Bagha slapping his forehead, not in frustration over the misfortunes that Goopi and Bagha had been facing ever since they set foot on planet Prasinos, but to kill one of the humongous, blood-thirsty mosquitoes that had been swarming around his head for quite some time.

But it was far better to be attacked by these gigantic anopheles than fleeing from the giant pterosaurs that had torn apart Bagha’s dhol; not to mention their narrow escape from the vicious dinosaurs that had chased them and held them captive in a cavern.

As you may remember Goopi Gyne and Bagha Byne, sick and tired of the monotonous life on disenchanted Earth and eager to find a new and magical home for their beloved Bhooter Raja, had set out on an expedition to the newly discovered Planet Prasinos. But Prasinos, though a beautiful planet with abundant greenery was a precarious place to live in, with danger lurking at every corner.

And so here they were, Goopi and Bagha held captive by the vicious Troodon, a breed of advanced dinosaurs. But they were all the more distressed as their magical powers had weakened. They were unable to mesmerize with their enchanting music as the destructive pterosaurs had wrecked Bagha’s dhol. Also, they had lost their magical shoes in the melee while escaping the dinosaurs. Prasinos had turned out to be a dangerous world of the biggest, the heaviest, the meanest, and the tallest dinosaurs. These creatures really had it all covered, and whatever ecological challenge they had faced on earth, they were able to deal with them at Prasinos with  sufficient ease. Needless to say, Goopy and Bagha had reached Prasinos, when these creatures were the predominant form of life and they always seemed to live in fear of being attacked by a T-Rex or triceratop. But all this did not dishearten our Goopi and Bagha and they still strongly believed in the magical powers of Bhooter Raja.

And so life on Prasinos would have continued to be as distressing had Baghada not accidentally discovered something strange. Once, Bagha was playfully drumming against a huge rock in the cavern with his dhol sticks which had been left tucked in his cummerbund when he lost his precious dhol. Dhang kur kur, dhang kur kur, went the beats. Goopi was humming a tune or two likewise, suddenly their attention was captured by the Troodon guarding the entry to their cave. They realised that whenever they would begin singing, the creature began tapping his feet and broke into a jig. Again, Goopi sang, Bagha drummed and the Troodon swayed and danced.

Dhang kur kur, dhang kur kur! Dhang kur kur, dhang kur kur!

Saa…. Re…GaMaPaDha! Saa…. Re…GaMaPaDha!

In a few minutes, all the dinosaurs joined him and turned the well guarded cavern into a lively venue for one big dance party. Heavy as they were, their feet went ‛plonk!’ ‛plonk!’ and swayed their heads enough to make up for the lack of graceful movement. Apparently, they loved good music just like the subjects of Bhooter Raja.

Hurrah! The magic is not lost. The magic of Bhooter Raja once again prevails! Hurrah! Hurrah!” Goopi and Bagha shouted in a sing song voice, ecstatic with joy on having rediscovered their power. Bhooter Raja’s boon of mesmerizing an audience with music had materialized in a unique way at Prasinos. Their music now had the magical power to make anybody dance with joy. After initial euphoria was over Goopi and Bagha took the opportunity to escape from the cavern as the Troodans snored and slept after all that tiring Zumba performance. Eventually, the dinosaurs, though a constant menace with their tendency of devouring majority of the inhabitants of the planet whenever struck by hunger pangs, turned out to be a fun loving species – often breaking into a foxtrot, the moment they heard the magical music of Goopi Gyne and Bagha Byne.

Meanwhile, scientists and palaeontologists who had reached Prasinos began their research on the evolution of life on Earth based on the life on Prasinos. Little did they realise that everything is just one of millions and millions of natural experiments occurring in our vast universe.

There were quite a few adventures waiting for Goopi Gyne and Bagha Byne at Prasinos, and yes, they also managed to retrieve their magical shoes from the mouth of a T-Rex who was desperately trying to get a bite out of the sole of the beautiful embroidered pairs – a gift from the Bhooter Raja. Finally, convinced that Prasinos untouched by the pollution and the greed of mankind was perfect for the revival of the magical world of Bhooter Raja, Goopi-Bagha used to telepathy to extend their invitation to the king of ghosts. He was indeed pleased with the success of Goopi and Bagha and at once presented Bagha with an identical magical dhol and replaced their threadbare shoes with brand new ones. And needless to say these days, whenever our dear Bhooter Raja felt lonely and weak on Earth he rushed to Prasinos to find solace amongst the dinosaur menagerie and recharge his magic.

 Illustration by Aditi Chakraborty

Criterion Of Success – Attitude Towards IQ

Shramana Bhattacharya

One day, as usual I was browsing the web, drinking a cup of milk early in the morning. After a few minutes I came across a headline: “An Autistic child is successfully selected for IIT”. Back then I did not understand about autism. Later I learnt that it is a disease in which a person’s brain development is hindered. You must be wondering why am I talking about autism. After a few days I found that IQ of a person generally decreases with autism. This made me wonder, is IQ really necessary for achieving success.

That is how I developed an interest in this subject. I started collecting articles and surveys which had something to do with this topic. In some cases I found that people with high IQ were not only academically successful but also had a good social life when compared to people with low IQ. The reason could be that generally people with high IQ have a better power of grasping human nature. But it does not necessarily mean that people with low IQ have problems interacting with others.

On the contrary it was found that 50% of people with low IQ went on to bag high salaried jobs while 12% of them got jobs such as landscapers, teachers and the likes. These jobs require high degree of critical thinking . It is possible that they might have developed some intelligence later in their lives along with the right attitude. Even some of their salaries had also increased. The reason for this could be that these days parents have become more aware of the overall well being of their child. They probably would have understood that pressurizing their child might not bring about the desired outcome.

A Tailor Bird Displays The Right Attitude And Dogged Determination While Making Its Nest Successfully.

Then I thought about some eminent personalities like Albert Einstein and James Watson. Albert Einstein was dyslexic and Thomas Edison was a school dropout. But later they became world figures in their own right.

Some people with high IQ are not as successful as others, why? It is probable that they became fully content about themselves after being showered with praises from everyone. More often than not, they overstep the thin line between confidence and arrogance. It may be the combination of both!

Then I came to the end of my analysis. Even if people are smart, they should strive hard if they want to be rewarded with success. If a person finds that his / her IQ level is below normal, then they need not worry because there is no way one would not be able rise high with right attitude, courage and determination.

Illustration by Shramana Bhattacharya

Inspiration

Anushka Pandey

When we think about inspiration, what inspires us most are ordinary people who have done extraordinary things. We appreciate when someone has the ability and willingness to be selfless, creative, innovative, or just dares to be different. Mother Teresa, Gandhi, Martin Luther King, Jr- all of them were ordinary people who decided that the world needed their help. They were true leaders, who believed that they could change the world and who, despite nearly impossible odds and tremendous opposition, weren’t afraid to try.

The beautiful thing about inspiration of this kind is that “ordinary” part. Certainly, each of these people had that charismatic ability to lead others to better things. But each of them came from backgrounds of great poverty and difficulty. Each of them faced giant mountains to climb. They managed to reach the summit of those mountains not simply because they were great leaders, but because they were not afraid to be who they were. They were authentic. They demanded authenticity in those who followed them, as well.

What it means is that too many of us fail to see the greatness within ourselves. Too many of us assume that a person is only great if he/she makes national headlines. But press isn’t necessary. In fact, sometimes the most inspiring people in the world go completely unnoticed. What inspires us most is the attempt of men or women who do something for the betterment of society from the small corner of their world. They don’t need headlines.

It is one thing to act on that desire to serve as an inspiration, but it is entirely another to live as that inspiration. This goes back to being authentic. Follow through with the things you promise. Be true to your brand. Be proud of who you are and what you have accomplished. This will inspire those around you to do the same.

Humpty Dumpty

Asmita Mukherji

Tracing the flight of a butterfly across the garden from his veranda, the sound of the creaking gate distracted Piku. The sunrays presented him with a familiar silhouette – Dadu. As Piku ran down the stairs, the doorbell rang and Minati Masi opened the door.

Piku spotted someone accompanying his grandfather and immediately took refuge behind the sofa. He had had too many unknown people testing their muscle power on his cheeks and was wary of strangers now. “Come Joga Da,” Dadu was saying, “Piku, don’t be frightened, come out, this is my old friend. You may address him as Joga Dadu.” Piku was not listening. He was observing the visitor.

Drops of perspiration glistened on a shiny, smooth oval pate. A bright yellow shirt clung onto a dome shaped mound. Each time the mound rose, the shirt stretched ominously. Just when the shirt buttons accumulated enough force to fly off, the mound would collapse, averting the calamity. The man was trying to wiggle his hands into his trouser pockets. Dazzling red trousers. Insulted by the brutality with which they were stretched and twisted onto ungainly limbs, they now refused to budge.

Piku received a nudge from his grandfather, “Have you said ‛Hello’ to Joga Dadu?”The visitor made the first move. He bent down bringing his face at level with that of Piku. Piku stared at an enormous, bulbous nose. A buzzing feeling of familiarity erupted in Piku’s mind. After some more staring, he successfully matched the man with an image already imprinted in his mind. Without a word, Piku ran off.

Sorry about that. He takes a while to warm up to new people. I am so glad to see you, Joga Da. Since the accident, these past two years have been very difficult,” Mr Banerjee sighed.

At least if your Komola Boudi was by my side, it would have been easier. Losing, both parents at the age of three, what a strange twist of fate!” Mr Banerjee paused to steady his shaking voice.

I have had to take up financial responsibilities again. Even though I don’t go to court actively now, a steady stream of my clients come visiting at home. I don’t get enough time to spend with Piku.”

Enough about me. What brings you to Kolkata, Joga Da? It must have been at least twenty years since we last met. How are things in the village?” Memories of his childhood village infused Mr Banerjee’s voice with enthusiasm.

You know I have always been quite a traveller. Not having a family made things easier. Last month I retired after serving for the past 10 years as the Postmaster of Dumru. I have spent most of my life in the rural country side. An urge to experience urban life from close quarters has brought me to Kolkata.” Joga Da explained.

In the meantime, Piku was busy. After a frantic search, he had found the book he was looking for. Hurriedly turning the pages, he came to an abrupt stop. A long hard look followed. Yes, this was him. The nose, the ears, even the colour of the clothes matched. But the eyes? Piku was stumped because this man’s eyes were smaller and he wore glasses. But then in the picture he looked frightened. His eyes were big with fright and maybe his glasses had fallen off somewhere.

After some time, clutching the book, Piku tiptoed towards the guest room. He could hear the visitor shuffling around. Edging along the wall, he craned his neck to catch a quick glimpse. The man was now wearing something like his Dadu. A knee length white robe and loose pants. His resemblance to the picture seemed a little far-fetched now. Piku hesitated.

But Joga Da had already spotted the boy. A few minutes later, Piku sat facing the visitor, sucking an orange flavored lozenge. The book was still in his hands.

What is that? May I see it?” the man asked, pointing to the book. Piku handed it over. Is he going to be surprised to find his own picture? Would he feel ashamed that Piku knew all about him? Is he going to run away and never come back?

Hmm, rhyme book, which is your favourite rhyme?” Piku started turning the pages. Then stopping at a particular page, he handed back the book. Piku was now observing the man with the suppressed excitement of a kid who has just lit a firecracker and dashed back to watch the outcome.

Oh, this one. Why do you like this one so much?” The calm response unnerved Piku. He was expecting the man to jump up in horror. Piku blurted, “Isn’t that you?”

Me?” The man sounded surprised now. He squinted down at the page, then walked to the table, put on his glasses and squinted again. A frown appeared on his forehead. He surveyed his reflection in the mirror and examined the yellow shirt and red pants now hanging against the wall, suspended from a hook. Suddenly, his eyebrows sprung up high into his forehead. Now his eyes look as big as they are in the picture, thought Piku to himself.

Of course that is me,” Joga Da bellowed, rocking to and fro with glee.

A triumphant Piku clarified, “So you are Umti Dumti?”

Yes I am Humpty Dumpty and I am very happy that you recognised me.”

But I thought you would be sad. Worried that I will make fun and laugh at you like everyone in my school does when I fall down,” said Piku. Joga Da lifted Piku onto his lap. Piku did not resist.

Are you not angry at the people who had put the picture of your fall in the book and showed it to everyone else?” asked Piku.

No, I am not angry at them. How would you have recognised me if they hadn’t done so?” The rhyme book has been his companion since Piku first started learning the alphabets. He had found it very easy to befriend the characters in the book. They shared their stories willingly without ever questioning Piku like real people always did. Umti Dumti was his special friend. He had always felt sorry that Umti fell from such a high wall and no one could fix him again. Hence, came his next question.

How did they fix you up?”After contemplating for a while, Joga Da said,”Everyone left me and went away. There I was lying on the floor and crying. As night descended and the stars started flickering, I looked up into the sky and prayed for help. Suddenly, I noticed a star flying towards me. As it came closer, it grew brighter. So bright it was that I had to close my eyes tightly. After a few moments of silence, I heard a very sweet voice singing,

Poor little Humpty lying on the floor

Shivering with cold, broken and sore

Come little wand, let’s work our magic

Fix Humpty up and mend a scene so tragic.

No sooner were these words uttered than all my broken body pieces flew up into the air and were glued back together. The pain was gone and I felt healthier and happier than ever before.” Piku listened with eyes as full of wonder like those of a child encountering magic for the first time.

Magic? What is that?”

Magic is what makes the impossible possible”

I have never seen magic,” replied Piku.

Yes, you have. Magic is all around us. We just do not recognise it.” Thus began the journey of Piku and “Umti” into a magical world. A world which they both created and into which no outsider never could and never did enter. Mr Banerjee imposed strict instructions upon his friend. “Joga Da, you may roam around the city as much as like, but you have to stay here in this house.” But it was Piku and not the city who drew Joga Da to his side.

Piku would walk to his school van with his hands wrapped around his “Umti’s” thumb. Every day Joga Da would be waiting when school got over and they would walk back together. These were not just walks, but adventure filled memorable journeys.

They stopped to feed the fish in the pond that they crossed on their way back. Joga Da had told Piku that an evil queen fish lived in the pond. She protected a demon’s heart and traumatized all the other fishes. It was only during hot afternoons when she slept that the other fishes could freely play and eat.

Some days they would join puppies at play while on another they would rescue runaway balloons from tree branches. Within minutes, Joga Da’s creative imagination would churn out names and backgrounds for every creature, living or non-living that they encountered. As days passed, a fictional world with more and more everyday objects and people kept forming around Piku. He, now, had an infinite playground to exercise his imagination upon.

It was three weeks since their first meeting. Piku and Joga Da were sitting on the terrace watching the sun turn crimson. Piku loved to see the flocks of crows, parrots, mynas and sparrows return to their nests wedged in the trees of his garden. The birds would always feature in a pre-bed time discussion and Joga Da would relay these discussions to Piku, choosing one flock a day. That day he had just begun relating how the crows were passionately discussing a plan to launch a crusade against house owners who prevented them from sitting on their balconies and enjoying their meal of dead rats and stinking fish. Suddenly, Piku said, “Umti, where are my Maa and Baba?”Joga Da paused. He knew Piku had asked this question to others before. He also aware that their elusive replies had never satisfied Piku.

They have gone to work,” said Joga Da. No one had told Piku this before. “Work? What work? When will they come back?” Piku asked with interest.

Why do they need to come back? They are right here with us.”

Piku looked around. “Where? I can’t see them.”

But you see and feel them everyday,” said Joga Da.

No I don’t.” answered Piku indignantly.

Piku, do you know the three things we cannot live without?” asked Joga Da. Piku shook his head.

Air, water and soil,” Joga Da answered. “Air is what we breathe. Water is what we drink. And the soil nurtures all the plants and trees around us. Water, air and soil are the creators of life. Only very special people, like your parents get a chance to live as the creators of life.”

Piku looked confused. Joga Da continued.

You know the Gondhoraj tree just outside the window of your room?” Piku nodded.

Your father is the soil who made the seed grow into the Gondhoraj tree. He feeds it so the flowers blossom every night. Your mother is the breeze which carries the sweet smell of these flowers to you every night and puts you to sleep.” Piku was listening intently.

Remember the times you have wished very hard that the rain would stop so you can go out and play? And the rain stopped?”

It was your parents who persuaded the clouds to fly away.”

But why were my parents chosen to do this?” Piku asked.

They loved life very deeply. So God gifted them the power to create life.”

Also, they had to pass a test”Joga Da added.

What test? Like the ones I have in school?”asked Piku.

No. Only God can take this test and it is very difficult to pass.”

Have you given the test? Did you pass?”

My time has not yet come for the test. When it comes, God will take it.”

May I sit for the test?”

No. You have many years before your time comes.” said Joga Da firmly. Piku was silent. Then he said slowly with a lot of effort. “This year on my birthday I was very sad. One of my school friends told me that I must have been a very bad boy. So, my parents had left me and did not come to see me even on my birthday. I was sitting under the big Gulmohar tree at the corner of our garden and crying. Suddenly one by one the red flowers started falling from the tree and covered me up to my knees.”

Was that because my parents were around? Were the flowers my birthday present?”

Of course Piku, who else could it be? It was your 5th Birthday. How could your parents not give you a present?”

Piku did not say much after that. Joga Da decided not to say anything more till Piku himself brought up the subject again.

A week after this conversation, Joga Da informed Piku that he was going to his village to finish some work and would be back in two days. Piku immediately insisted on accompanying him and was dissuaded after much effort.“ But I will be so lonely without you,” he kept saying.

But you have so much to do, Piku. How can you feel lonely?”

What do I have to do?” asked Piku sullenly.

Deciphering the messages delivered by your parents, helping them when they ask for it. Searching out the stories which lie hidden all around you. Making sure all the birds have reached home safely and listening to their tales about far away lands. Do keep an eye out for the naughty ghost who stays on the coconut tree and tries to drop dry coconuts on the cat’s head. Also, do not forget to feed the fish in the pond regularly and check on the puppies. Remember to go to the plants every evening and stroke them lovingly the way I have taught you. If they feel unwanted they will wither and die. If you can manage to tell them a few stories you will notice they bloom faster and the flowers look bigger and brighter. You have so much to do my child, you will not have the time to feel lonely.”

Two days later when Joga Da did not return as promised and Piku grew more and more impatient, Mr Banerjee called the number Joga Da had given him.

Joga Da passed away after a sudden stroke yesterday evening,” an unknown voice informed. He disconnected the phone and turned to Piku. Numbly, he said, “Your Humpty Dumpty will never come back Piku. He has also gone away, like your parents.”

Piku became quite. He turned away and walked out into the garden. On reaching the Gondhoraj tree outside his room, he flung his arms around it and stood as if frozen into a statue. The words that Umti had told him on that evening on the terrace were running through his mind. “Maa, Baba” he said, “Has Umti also gone to you?”

As if in answer, the wisps of cloud covering the moon shifted and a beam of moon light fell on a young Rajanigandha stem a few meters way. It had been planted by the gardener the day before, but Piku became aware of its presence at that very moment. It fluttered in the cool evening breeze beckoning him. Piku went closer and its intoxicating fragrance wafted up to his nostrils. “Umti Dumti’ he whispered. “I know it is you. You passed the test, didn’t you?”

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Immortal Saga Of An Epic Battle

Shantanu Dey

This is a saga of an immortal hero, Jatindranath Mukherjee (Bagha Jatin) and the early struggles for Independence. It was also a conspiracy of epic proportions.

Prologue

Many sung and unsung heroes have enriched the freedom movement but there were few exceptional leaders among them. Much of their efforts probably have not been recognized to that extent as they should have been. Jatindranath Mukherjee was perhaps the foremost of them. Raymond Aron, noted French philosopher who had guided Prithwindra Mukherjee (grandson of Jatindranth) in writing the biography of Jatindranath Mukherjee (Bagha Jatin – Life and Times), said, “Jatin embodies the ‘thinker in action’, who furnishes the ‘missing link’ in modern history.”  American publicist, Ross Hedvicek put it, “Had E.V. Voska (the Czech spy who betrayed the Indo-German plot) not interfered in this history, today nobody would have heard about Mahatma Gandhi and the father of the Indian Nation would have been Bagha Jatin.”  Jatindra’s audacious design earned him laurels from none other than his main hunter Charles Tegart, the notorious commissioner of police of Calcutta, who said,” Had this person (Jatindra) been born in England, his statue would have been put up beside Nelson in Trafalgar Square.” Mahatma Gandhi in 1925 called him a “Divine Man”.

It was Jatindra who coined the famous and oft repeated phrase during the revolutionary period —“Amra Morbo, Jogot Jagbe” — “We shall die, but the world will awake by our sacrifice”.

Neglected by history and political leadership

It’s a pity that Jatindra was born in India, where very few historians valued his contribution, least the so called National historians belonging to a particular political ideology by whom he was disdainfully neglected. Political leadership of the country also did not find it necessary to look beyond certain leaders for ascribing the success of freedom movement and Jatindra was relegated to the status of the leaders, who tried a violent path but failed. He along with many other pre-Gandhi and contemporary to Gandhi Nationalist leaders, does not even find a passing remark in the text books.

An evaluation of his contribution

However, time has come to evaluate his contribution and perhaps it would not be unwise to state that, he was one of the chosen few who did the ground work which saw the sprouts of mass movement — later on — which Gandhi and other leaders could build their edifice. It was no mean achievement to establish an international conspiracy, to remain incognito for seven years and to carry out the massive covert operation against British and to hatch a brilliant plan of a huge uprising — almost in line with 1857 mutiny. The plan unfortunately got exposed owing to a betrayal by Czech revolutionaries in faraway America, which showed that time was not ripe for India to enjoy freedom.

Treachery – Bane of India

It must be remembered that British could enjoy their rule owing to the servitude and loyalty of a section of Indian administrative elite and officials who could beat their own English bosses in the game of inflicting terror upon their own countrymen for the sake of their narrow selfish gains. And these were the ones who were primarily responsible for bringing down the first phase of the freedom movement to a close by ruthlessly exterminating their own brothers and sisters. And then there were spies everywhere. British Government destroyed industries but provided alternative employment to a huge espionage network of local sleuths. It is this network that helped in sustaining its edifice.

Early Years – Childhood days

Jatindranath Mukherjee or Bagha Jatin was born on 7 Dec 1879 to Sharatshashi and Umeshchandra Mukherjee of Kayagram, a village in Kushtia sub division of Nadia district which lies in present day Bangladesh. His ancestral home was in Sadhuhati-Rishikhali in the Jhenaidah subdivision of Jessore district in now formed Bangladesh. He had an elder sister Vinodbala and younger sibling Surendranath who died very young. His father Umeschandra had been an extremely truthful and pious Brahmin who in protest against the atrocities of the indigo planters on farmers refused to work for them. Being honest he could not amass any wealth. Umeshchandra died when Jatindra was only 5 years old and he was brought up in Koyagram under the tutelage of his maternal uncle Basanta Kumar Chattapadhyay.

Influence of Mother

From his mother he could listen to many stories of bravery and selflessness as illustrated in Ramayana, Mahabharata and Puranas in his childhood and learnt the science of bearing physical hardships and leading a selfless life from her. It is said that great children are born to outstanding parents, esp. the mother has a big role to play as she builds the moral character and sets an example herself. Sharatshashi was no exception. She helped everybody in the village in their distress, served them as nurse during illness and despite her own hardships and struggles was generous enough. Large-hearted Sharatshashi thus instilled the spirit of self-sacrifice and renunciation at a very early age. Despite her personal losses and grief she was steadfast in her devotion. She was also educated enough. Some of her character was inherited by her daughter Vinodbala, who was a culturally accomplished wise lady and an outstanding poet herself. Her younger son Surendra was named after Surendranath Tagore, who was a close family friend. Sharatshashi passed away while serving a cholera patient, caught by the germ. She left a legacy. The brothers and sisters were brought up with love by their maternal uncles who were no less noble than their sister.

Early Childhood Exploits

There was a small river named Garui flowing through the Kaya village and Jatindra would be swimming across this river many times. He also liked to ride horses.  He learnt how to shoot rifle from one of his maternal uncles and another of his uncles Lalit Mohan Chatterjee taught him to ride horses and row boats.

As Jatin grew in age, he gained reputation for his bravery and charitable disposition. He was also spiritually inclined and was instrumental in staging Puranic plays and acting in principal roles of devotees like Prahlad, Dhruva, Hanuman and others. His innate spirituality also found expression in his exemplary courage. He helped people irrespective of caste and religion and helped in spreading the nationalistic fervor in the country side taking help of village bards. He was admitted in the Anglo Vernacular School in Krishnanagar. He was very interested in physical fitness but his school or village did not have a gymnasium. He therefore tried to enroll with the Gymnasium in Krishnanagar College but there was one problem. Only students of the college were allowed in that gymnasium. Jatindra however was indomitable. He went to the European principal of the said college, Prof. W. Billy and requested his permission to join the gymnasium. Prof. Billy was amazed by his courage and earnestness and therefore gave his permission. He developed a strong and muscular physique under the training program of one Mr. Surendranath Bannerjee, the physical training teacher.

The Heroic & Softer sides

About this time Jatindra did a heroic feat, which was much appreciated in the town. An untrained and tough horse of a local lawyer escaped its stable and ran amok in the town — scaring and injuring people. Jatindra was buying pencil when he witnessed the danger it posed to the townsmen. He therefore waited for his opportunity till the horse passed by him, jumped on to it and cleverly restrained its movement. Thus many people were saved from an imminent danger of being run over. Another time his compassionate and selfless nature was brought forth. While he was taking a ferry to cross a river he saw that an aged woman was carrying a huge load of grass and was requesting everybody to help her with the load but nobody was paying any heed. Jatindra not only helped her, but also took the load on his own shoulder and accompanied the woman to the local market, thus saving her much pain and anguish.

Every year during Durga Puja Jatindra’s uncles did Puja with much fanfare and many poor were fed on the occasion. Jatindra and his friends cooked almost all the rice relentlessly and fed all the poor and then partook some food. He also organized a voluntary force for the treatment of poor.

In his later years when he was an established leader of the Jugantar group, it seems that Jatindra had killed a tigress which attacked him while on a trip through jungle as part of his business. He took her cubs to his home and reared them. Thus his indomitable courage as well as his compassionate nature both manifested in various ways, a fact that characterized his almost entire life.

Education and Training – Pre Jugantar days

After passing the entrance examination in 1898 he joined Calcutta Central College as a student of First Arts (FA). He came to stay with his maternal uncle Hemanta Kumar Chatterjee in the Shobhabazar area of Calcutta, along with his sister Vinodbala. He also took lessons in steno typing for a career in order to break free from the university education which he perceived to be a molder of colonial slavery. His health was in a bad shape and his uncle Lalit Chatterjee admitted him in the akhada of the wrestler Kshetranath Guha. He got a job in Amhuti and company in Calcutta. His nature was to help others and hence he did not bat his eyelid to donate his entire salary for the month for the treatment of the critically ill mother of his friend who did not have the means to get her treated.

On completing his steno course he joined a European firm and later he went to Muzaffarpur to join barrister Pringle Kennedy who was a lawyer and an editor of Trihoot Courier. However later in 1900 he got a job with Bengal Government and had a prosperous career. He worked for H.A Wheeler, ICS, who had a great command over administration in Bengal. Wheeler liked Jatindra for his efficiency and attitude. Many Zamindars and members of the royalty of the princely estates of undivided Bengal came to meet Wheeler and they were also impressed with the attitude and behavior of Jatindranath and became his close friends.

In 1900, he got married to Indubala of Kumarkhali in Kusthia. The couple had four children – Atindra, Ashalata, Tejendra and Birendra. Atindra was short lived. He died in 1906. Devastated by the untimely death, Jatindra, together with his wife and sister underwent a pilgrimage to the Haridwar and Rishikesh. There he met a very holy man, revered Bholananda Giri and took initiation from him. The saint had advised him to work for the country, knowing his propensities.

The story of Jatindranath Mukherjee will remain incomplete without mentioning anything about his elder sister Vinodbala. A child widow, this lady of immense learning, who wrote numerous poems of her own, was the main inspiration behind Jatindra’s selfless work for his country. She encouraged him in every possible way and took up the responsibility of his entire family in his absence. The reason why Jatindra could devote a lot of time in revolutionary activities despite being married and having children was Vinodbala and — perhaps to a large extent — wife Indubala, as well. His affection and concern for his family — in his absence — is evident from his letters to Vinodbala and Indu.

Taming of the Tiger – Getting “Bagha” as the epithet

After Jatindra came back to his native village, he heard the news of the presence of a tiger which had terrorized villagers and went to kill it himself together with his cousin Phani, who carried a rifle. He met a ferocious Tiger (leopard in some versions) and fought with it bare handed, with just a dagger. The tiger severely wounded him, but he eventually killed the tiger using the dagger. He was almost dead by the tiger’s brutal assault. It took an expert surgeon, Dr. Suresh Sarbadhikari’s skill to save him. Even then he was completely bed ridden for six months. Eventually he got back the ability to move his limbs. Dr. Sarbadhikari published the heroic feat in an English journal and that prompted Bengal Government to recognize his bravery and present him with a memento. From that time onward he came to be regarded as Bagha Jatin (literally Jatin, the tiger).

Taming of the Tigers – Rowdy Europeans

He came into limelight again by publicly thrashing three Europeans in Siligudi Railway Station. These were English military officers who included Capt. Murphy and Lt. Somerville. There was an extensive press coverage and a court case against Jatindra. As part of his work Jatindra had to go to Darjeeling quite often during summer times. Once when he was on the way to board a train from Siligudi he found that a small child was thirsty and was asking for water. However his father, afraid that the train would leave the station soon, could not go to fetch water. Jatindra therefore took the responsibility of fetching water for the kid but while he was coming back the train started leaving the station. As Jatindra was trying to board the train, three European military men guarded his way and pushed him. Any other Indian would have probably digested the humiliation, but not Jatindra. Manliness and courage were his mantra. He therefore thrashed the three army men singlehandedly. Not being able to cope with the strength of a Bengali the white men took out their knives and yet Jantindra persisted and even succeeded in disarming and injuring them. The army men were hospitalized and launched a police case against him. Fearing bad publicity and the fact that humiliation of three white army men in the hand of a Bengali would encourage youth to thrash the Europeans more often, Government withdrew the case. Mr. Wheeler heard everything from Jatindra and appreciated him even more for his courage and strength. In Jatindra’s language in his telegram to his cousins, “Three military aggressors substantially taught”.

This was not the last incident of his thrashing Europeans as he did so several times whenever he came across any injustice. We need to remember that this was the time when Indians used to be mortally afraid of Europeans and used to suffer all indignities silently rather than protesting. Those who protested were often physically lynched or put behind the bars on flimsy grounds. So even though people may think that it was unnecessary to pick up fights with Europeans, it was needed to teach them to respect Indians and also to teach Indians to stand up and face the brutes.

In 1905 when the partition of Bengal movement was at its pick, Jatindranath decided to draw attention of the authorities to the brutal behavior against Indians of a section of the Englishmen during a visit of the Prince of Wales. He saw that a group of English soldiers were creating nuisance by heckling a few Bengali ladies in a bye-lane and went atop their car and fell them by repeatedly slapping them. This incident was noted by the then Secretary of State, John Morley, as he was against the indecent behavior of English officers towards the natives.

The Situation – Contemporary India


Historian Amalesh Tripathi has divided the revolutionary movement in three phases. The first phase from 1897 to 1910, second phase from 1910 to 1920 and the third from 1920 to 1937. In the first phase the leaders were Aurobindo, and extremists of Congress like Bipin Chandra Pal, Lajpat Rai and Tilak. This phase was marked by an over emphasis on religious programs which had alienated the other sects, esp. Muslims from freedom movement. Also during this phase there was a marked influence of Swami Vivekananda’s ideology as almost all leaders had been inspired or influenced by his speeches, thoughts and writings. But this phase was also marked by isolated attempts of violence rather than a large scale coordination and a proper forward looking plan. The second phase had several great leaders, most notable being Jatindra and his associates like Narendranath Bhattacharya or M.N Roy, Lala Hardayal and others of Ghadar fame, leaders of Indian independence league and Berlin committee, and Rashbehari Bose and Jadugopal Mukherjee. This phase was also driven by emotions of a “Messianic Nationalism” but this was the phase when revolutionaries participated from wider social classes. This was also the phase when leaders could think and plan on a grand scale, the uprisings were bolder and more coordinated and the World War 1 provided opportunity of developing an international base. The third phase saw the emergence of Gandhi as the National leader and Chittaranjan Das and his protégé Subhas Chandra Bose as the undisputed leaders in Bengal. This phase also saw a spurt in revolutionary activities between 1927 to 1933, the most notable being Kakori conspiracy under Chandrashekhar Azad, Lahore conspiracy and execution of Bhagat Singh, Sukhdev and Rajguru in Punjab, Chattagram armory raid under the leadership of Surya Sen, killing of I.G Prisons Loman by Binoy Bose in Dhaka and the subsequent battle in Writers Building led by Binoy Bose, Badal Gupta and Dinesh Gupta, killing of many government officials and magistrates esp. in Medinipur, second Chattagram uprising under Preetilata, police firing in Hijli etc. This phase also marked large scale participation of women in the National movement for the first time, most notable being Shanti, Suniti, Preetilata, Bina Das, Leela Roy (Nag) etc.

Swami Vivekananda’s influence and legacy on freedom movement

In 1885 Congress was established but its politics of prayers and petitions was not helping the nation much. In 1897 Swami Vivekananda returned from a successful sojourn in America and caught the imagination of an enchained Nation. A penniless monk who went to a hostile environment and won plaudits and hearts and intellectual laurels helped in rejuvenating the National spirit and instilled self-confidence and self-respect. His success of establishing India in a positive light by decimating the missionary propaganda had caught the imagination of the youth who were so far suffering from an immense inferiority complex. His thundering lectures from Colombo to Almora exhorting youth to a life of sacrifice and renunciation for the service of the nation further helped in awakening the restive national youth and many of them responded to his clarion call. He taught everywhere that, in order to achieve greatness the nation must first rise from its shackles and develop strength & vitality. The youth were taught that fearlessness (Abhih) was the key mantra of Upanishads.

One of the immediate outcomes could have been the killing of the plague commissioner Rand in Pune in the hands of the Chapekar brothers. The brothers were hanged but this ushered a new era – of fiery revolutionary activities and a patriotic zeal to serve the nation, to work for the removal of her suffering and its cause. Swami Vivekananda had called for commissioning golden statues of the two brothers for their heroic deed. Balgangadhar Tilak started mass festivals like that of Ganapati and in the honour of Shivaji to foster the spirit of Nationalism. Tilak also met Vivekananda in Belur Math and discussed at length on India’s problems and ways and means to awake the nation. The idea of worship of national festivals and cultural icons was later borrowed into Bengal by Aurobindo who worked in the princely state of Baroda. Vivekananda revealed to Sister Christine that he had the idea for forming a combination of Indian princes for overthrow of the foreign yoke. For that reason he tramped all over the country and also made friendship with Sir Hiram Maxim. “India is in putrefaction,” he said with disgust, “What I want today is a band of selfless young workers who will educate and uplift the people.” To Sakharam Deuskar he said, “The country has become a powder magazine. A little spark will ignite it.”

Vivekananda inspires Hemchandra Ghosh

Hemchandra Ghosh, the founder of Bengal Volunteers and a lifelong revolutionary who was fondly called “Bod da ” or the elder brother among revolutionaries remembers how he and several others were inspired by Vivekananda when he visited East Bengal in 1901. In his reminiscences to Swami Purnatmananda of Udbodhan he mentioned that when Swamiji visited Dhaka, he addressed a group of youth in the house of Mohini Mohan Das. Among them were Hemchandra Ghosh, Shrish Pal, who later killed inspector Nandalal Bannerjee for the arrest of Prafulla Chaki, Maulavi Alimuddin or Master Saheb etc. He told them that there was no need of religion for an enslaved race. The first dharma would be to drive out the bandits from India. “Arouse the latent powers of Man within you and with the help of that drive the usurpers, the intruders and the plunderers away from the country. That is your only religion now.” When asked, how the British should be driven away, he replied, “By any means whatsoever. The gang of bandits that is terrorizing us, looting us, making us paupers, must be destroyed.” “Destroy them”, he had roared. Hemchandra later went and established a separate revolutionary unit called Mukti Sangha and he also actively helped Subhas Chandra Bose during his ascent in National politics. He was also instrumental in backing and facilitating most of the revolutionary activities in later twenties and early thirties and served several prison sentences. With a tremendous organizing power he was always the brain behind the major conspiracies.

Lazarus – Come Forth” – The awakening of the dead

When enquired about India’s freedom Vivekananda had reportedly told one of his followers that it is possible to get India freedom soon, but who would be able to keep it? Where are the men who could provide leadership?

As if in response to his lament future leaders who would sacrifice everything for the country began to emerge.

Romain Rolland had mentioned in his biography of Swami Vivekananda in the context of his rousing call to the Nation and its youth, “Did the dead arise? Did India, thrilling to the sound of his (Vivekananda) words, reply to the hope of her herald? Was her noisy enthusiasm translated into deeds? …But the Master’s rough scourge made her turn for the first time in her sleep, and for the first time the heroic trumpet sounded in the midst of her dream the Forward March of India, conscious of her God. She never forgot it. From that day the awakening of the torpid Colossus began. If the generation that followed saw, three years after Vivekananda’s death the revolt of Bengal, the prelude to the great movement of Tilak and Gandhi, if India today has definitely taken part in the collective action of organized masses, it is due to the initial shock, to the mighty ‘Lazarus, come forth!’ of the Message from Madras.”

Indian revolutionaries did indeed respond to his clarion call. The day before he was hanged, Kanailal Dutta was heard loudly reciting the jnana yoga of Vivekananda in his solitary condemned cell. Among the seized materials in almost every revolutionary’s house were a copy of the Gita and the complete works of Swami Vivekananda. British Government had at one time almost banned the Complete Works for this reason.

Jatindra’s interaction with Vivekananda

When Swami Vivekananda returned to India in 1897 Jatindra started visiting him, and was very much influenced and inspired by him to serve the country and people. This was possible owing to the plague relief work done by him under Sister Nivedita. Sister Nivedita was very impressed by his work and took him to her guru. Another version says that it was Swami Akhandananda, a brother disciple of Swami Vivekananda and the pioneer of relief activities in Ramakrishna Order, first took him to Vivekananda. Whoever it was it seems that the meeting was predestined. The Swami had stared at Jatindra for a long time and what he saw he did not care to tell others. But possibly he lit a fire as enlightened sages are often said to teach or initiate by mere look, touch or even through silence. Swami Vivekananda, in order to develop him holistically, sent him to the gymnasium of Ambu Guha, where he himself had once wrestled, to practise wrestling and build his body.

Birth of Anushilon Samity and Jugantar

Jatindranath Bannerjee, another fiery freedom advocate which later embraced spiritual life as Niralamba Swami, and Aurabindo Ghosh came from Baroda to organize armed revolution. Barrister Pramatha Mitra came back from Britain and started Anushilon Samity. Many gymnasiums were established in which youth were secretly trained for being physically fit to lead a combative life. Aurabindo came to stay in the house of Yogendra Vidyabhushan, another ardent Nationalist and writer, where Jatindranath Mukherjee first met him. It was Yogendra who wrote the biographies of Mazzini and Garibaldi to inspire the youth. Jatindra’s uncle Lalit had married the daughter of Yogendra Vidyabhushan, so they had a close relationship which was further cemented by their common love for the country. In Ambu Guha’s gymnasium, Jatindra had met among others Sachindranath Bannerjee, who was the son of Yogendra Vidyabhushan.

The meeting between Aurobindo and Jatindra in Yogendra’s house was a historical moment as it is where the seeds of the future revolutionary movement of India were sown. Aurobindo knew that in Jatindra he had found a trusted lieutenant. Jatindra knew that Bengal had finally got the leader it wanted.

Reaching out to the masses and preparing the youth

At this time nationalistic messages were delivered almost through all mediums. Brahmabandhob Upadhyaya edited the fiery Sandhya publication, where he was almost on a daily basis asking masses to rise against a tyrannical rule. Satishchandra Mukherjee tried to instill courage and love for country through his Dawn magazine. Satish Mukherjee also formed the Dawn Society which put emphasis on holistic, esp. spiritual and moral development through lectures on Gita and other scriptures for students. Sister Nivedita was a regular visitor to the society and so were other Nationalistic leaders including Jatindra.

Theatres and stage plays were played around National heroes like Shivaji, Rana Pratap and other Bengali icons like Raja Sitaram. Bankimchandra had earlier written the Ananda Math which was considered seditious by British and its performance in any form was banned by the authorities. Similarly Girish Chandra Ghosh’s immensely popular play Chattrapati (Shivaji) was banned, so were his other plays Mirkashim and Siraj Ud Daulla, as they were deemed to be unfavorable and inimical to the British rule.

Proposed Partition of Bengal and its impact

In 1905 Partition of Bengal triggered a huge round of protests against Curzon in particular and repressions from administration increased. Other major developments around this time was the imminent split in Congress between Moderates and Extremists. The revolutionary movement was slowly gathering momentum under the leadership of Aurobindo Ghosh and Barindra Kumar Ghosh. Sister Nivedita played a pioneering role in coordinating among the leaders of various Nationalistic activities and inspiring the youth to sacrifice their lives for the country. Her words instilled courage and hope in the lives of many youths who had left their home and hearth to serve the nation. Several of them joined the armed revolution struggle, being disillusioned with Congress and the politics between moderates and extremists.

The beginning of the era of armed revolution – Bomb Cases

In 1908 two very young revolutionaries Kshudiram Bose and Prafulla Chaki hurled bombs at the carriage of Kingsford, the despotic magistrate in Mujaffarpur. Unfortunately the bomb killed two European ladies and both the revolutionaries were caught. Prafulla killed himself while Kshudiram was hanged. This incident triggered a massive manhunt and many revolutionaries including Aurobindo and Barindra, were arrested. When Narendra Goswami agreed to become a key witness thus putting almost everybody’s life at risk, he was eliminated in the jail itself by Kanailal Dutta and Satyen Bose and they were hanged as a retribution. Most of the revolutionaries in this case, which became famous first as Muraripukur bomb case and subsequently as Alipore bomb case, got deportation for life, including Barindra and Ullaskar Dutta. Charges could not be proved against Aurobindo and he was freed. This trial also saw the meteoric rise of a young barrister Chittaranjan Das who successfully defended Aurobindo Ghosh.

Search for the fugitives – Administration Retaliates

The manhunts were led by Indian officials who took every pains to be in good books of their British Masters. The two most active Government officials who were terrorizing the freedom fighters and were implicating them by hook or by crook, Superintendent of police Shamsul Alam and prosecutor Ashutosh Biswas, were eliminated subsequently thus somewhat dampening the Government effort to choke the revolutionary movement completely.

Aurobindo returns to a life of seclusion – Leadership Vacuum

In Aurobinda’s absence his work of editing and publishing Karmayogin and Dharma magazines were carried out by none other than sister Nivedita. After Aurobindo was freed he shunned active political life, escaped to French occupied colonies of Chandernagar and later to Pondicherry and spent his remaining life as a spiritual seeker. So there was a leadership vacuum in Bengal and Jatindra assumed the responsibility in the background. He became the undisputed leader of all revolutionary activities for the next seven years.

Morley Minto Reforms – Too Little, Too Late

During this time to assuage the widespread dissonance in the wake of partition, Morley Minto reforms were proposed to enhance participation of Indians in the decision making process of governance. This brought some respite from the perception of alienation and Government could enlist some support of the elite Indians. Thus the revolutionary movement lost its initial momentum but its splinters kept burning here and there.

Emergence of Jatindra as leader

Several Government reports mention Jatindra as one of the founders of Anushilan Samity and one of its key leaders. He led the Samity in Kushtia. One of the agenda of Jatindra was to win over Indian soldiers of British Government and organize a revolution. He started a branch of the Anushilan Samity called Bandhab Samity..

In 1905 he set up chhatra bhandar or student cooperative stores. These were organizations used as a camouflage to induct and train revolutionaries. Jatindra was a master planner. He mobilized a large group of young revolutionaries who would later do his bidding and would participate in large and small operations throughout Bengal to destabilize the administration.

Jatindranath together with Barindra Kumar Ghosh, had set up a bomb factory in Deoghar, but he was against unruly or terrorist activities that would claim innocent lives. At the time of Alipore bomb case when almost all major leaders of the revolution were interned, Jatindra remained outside and this gave him the opportunity of leading the Jugantar party. He would establish a number of decentralized organizations which had loose connections with each other, in order to operate in secrecy and not to leave behind any trail of operations. This was a major successful strategy as police could not collect enough evidence against him and his organizations. During this time several major robbery incidents happened which were popularly called as Swadeshi robberies, because it was believed that the freedom fighters were involved in these incidents to gather funds for their activities. This caused popular resentment and was one of the major reasons why revolutionary activities at these time could never become a mass movement. In some of these cases of robberies Bagha Jatin’s name as the leader was revealed and the police conducted a search in the house of his maternal uncle Lalit Mohan Chatterjee. It was revealed that Jatindra was the leader of all organized activities in the districts of Nadia, Hooghly, Jessore and 24 Parganas.

Arrest of Jatindra – The Howrah Conspiracy Case

Jatindra had a grand plan of involving British Indian army in a major uprising. He had kept close touch with the 10th Jat regiment of Fort William in order to achieve the same. British police somehow got the wind of this plan.

About this time Shamsul Alam, who was probing Bagha Jatin’s role was killed by a young man called Birendra Duttagupta. Birendra gave in writing that he was deputed by Jatindra to eliminate Samshul Alam. Birendra and Charu Chandra who had earlier killed Ashutosh Biswas were hanged in retaliation.

Jatindra was arrested by Charles Tegart along with two of his uncles based on the information gathered from Birendra and others. About fifty other revolutionaries across Bengal was arrested and The Shibpur conspiracy case was started. A Government report had noted that rather than arresting forty six misguided youths, the authorities should have concentrated its attention on one master criminal who was the brain behind them all. One of the attempts was to link Jatindra to the conspiracy to contact 10 Jat Regiment and inspire them for a mutiny. However no evidence could be gathered as Jatindra operated mainly as a lose heterogeneous organization of many local leaders, so none of the people arrested, even if they were to turn approvers, could have complete information. As a consequence of the arrest and trial Jatindra lost his Government job which had so far protected him and spent a year in jail, but charges could not be proved against him. He was freed in 1911 and started to take contracts for Government works in various districts of Bengal.

Living on the Razor’s edge

During this time he had to live very carefully because police had kept a strict watch on his movements. However he tried utmost to keep his revolutionary flock together an established extensive contacts with revolutionaries within and outside Bengal. This was possible because he was extremely hard working and could withstand almost any physical hardship. Together with his razor sharp intelligence and forbearance he could carry out surreptitious activities without getting detected. To the Government however he was enemy number one, only they did not have enough evidence to nail him down, so covert were his operations and so adroit was he in beguiling the police and administration. He also had developed vast contacts, being of a gentle and lovable nature and that helped him a lot at tighter moments. His complete control over the revolutionary movements could be ascertained by the fact that after his release he decided to lie completely low and not a single revolutionary activity was reported to disrupt the lull period. Even then police had engaged several spies to keep a watch on him day and night.

Jatindra as the executive leader and influencer

At this time when Jatindra was busy with organizing the district level work, he left the Calcutta work on Atul Krishna Ghosh, his right hand man. He also influenced several students through Shashi Bhushan Ray Chaudhury, noted among them being Bhupendra Kumar Dutta. Bhupendra, it seems, in a reply to the young Subhas chandra Bose who had asked whether Bagha Jatin was a “Mukta Purush” to lead National movement, said that he was the most accurate personification of Gita that he had ever seen. Jatindra was also noted for his training to the youth in military style discipline. Dr. Taraknath Das, another noted revolutionary who was actively associated with the international uprising and conspiracies in 1914-1916, also mentioned about the military discipline of Jatindra and how it helped Bengal revolutionaries.  Bagha Jatin was a pioneer in planning and execution. He planned a series of daring taxi cab robberies to lift the sagging morale and spirit of the revolutionaries. Even though the robberies were a questionable means the motive behind them was impeccable and none of the revolutionaries gained anything personally from them. The fund was used strictly for procurement of arms to trigger the revolution.

The America based author Dhan Gopal Mukerji, settled in New York and, at the summit of his glory, was to write: “Before 1914 we succeeded in disturbing the equilibrium of the government… Then extraordinary powers were given to the police, who called us anarchists to prejudice us forever in the eyes of the worldDost thou remember Jyotin, our cousin – he that once killed a leopard with a dagger, putting his left elbow in the leopard’s mouth and with his right hand thrusting the knife through the brute’s eye deep into its brain? He was a very great man and our first leader. He could think of God ten days at a stretch, but he was doomed when the Government found out that he was our head.

Seva or Service as a means of establishing network

Jatindra was also very active during famine, flood, epidemics and other relief activities and worked with Ramakrishna Mission volunteers to reach out to people during distress. He also actively participated in spiritual events like celebration of Sri Ramakrishna birth day celebrations. These events gave him enough opportunities to interact with potential and would be revolutionaries, inspire and induct them in his work and maintain his organizations. This was noted in a report by Charles Tegart, the then police commissioner.

In 1913 when the Damodar flood affected many people, Jatindranath actively participated in the relief work. Many other revolutionaries joined the relief effort and ideas were exchanged to rejuvenate the revolutionary activities. Jadugopal Mukherjee, who took up the leadership of Anushilon Samity after Jantindranath, became close to Jatindranath during this period. Jatindranath became the undisputed leader of activities in Bengal and Rashbehari became the point of coordination for all efforts outside Bengal. Leaders like Sureshchandra Mukherjee of Barishal, Satyendrachandra Mitra of Noakhali, Bipinbihari Ganguli of Atmannoti Sabha, Amarendra Chatterjee, Atulkrishna Ghosh and several others accepted Jatindra as their supreme leader. Several cases of targeted attacks were reported and officials were killed or wounded but none of them could be traced back to Jatindra. It was the Dhaka branch of Anushilon Samity under Pulinbihari Das that did not fully comply with Jantindra’s plans. Some of its prominent members like Sachindranath Sanyal severed connection with Dhaka branch and started working with Rashbehari Bose in Upper India.

Revolutionaries turn spiritual – Impact on Ramakrishna Mission

In Alipore bomb case of 1908 several persons who were freed of the charges later embraced spiritual life, among them were Debabrata Basu, another Jugantar leader and the right hand man of Aurobindo who later became Swami Prajnananda, and Sachindranath Sen, who later became Swami Chinmayananda. Both of them, along with several other noted revolutionaries had joined Ramakrishna Order and this had endangered the newly formed Belur Math with the risk of being banned by the authorities. This was also a reason why Ramakrishna Mission’s activities were considered suspicious by police and Government and for a long time during British rule and the most damaging aspect was a speech from Lord Carmichael that identified it as an organization for providing shelter to freedom fighters. However later he retracted it.

Bagha Jatin meets Sri Sarada Devi

Bagha Jatin was also a great admirer of Holy Mother Sri Sarada Devi, perhaps getting to know about her from his intimacy with Ramakrishna order and his associates like Sureshchandra Majumdar who was a direct disciple of the Mother. Jatindra met her secretly while boarding a train to Balasore in a railway station, when he came to know that she was in an adjacent train with her companions. About him the Mother’s recorded impression to her female companion was, “I saw in him a living ball of fire.”

Start of Participation of Women in revolutionary movement

This phase also saw the participation of women in revolutionary activities, though on a much smaller scale than that happened in the later half of 1920s. The first seeds were planted by Sarala Ghoshal, editor of Bharati and daughter of Swarnakumari Devi, Rabindranath Tagore’s sister. She and Surendranath Tagore had close contacts with Sister Nivedita and Okakura of Japan with whom they had formed a grand vision of Asia’s future dominance. Sarala had set up a gymnasium for educating Bengali youth on physical fitness to pay back the English with fists for their kicks. She started Pratapaditya utsav in 1903 in line with Shivaji utsav of Tilak. However she did not actively took part in any of the revolutionary activities but her sole objective was to instill a sense of manhood among Bengali youth.

A noted revolutionary contemporary to Jatindra was Nanibala Devi, also famously called Pishima. She was a child widow but was learned and intelligent. She rose into prominence by acting as the wife of a freedom fighter Suresh Majumdar to smuggle arms inside the jail. She also sheltered many of Jatindra’s associates. She was later caught and was the first woman state prisoner. She was severely tortured which included inserting chili powder in her private parts and was interned for four years but nothing could break her indomitable spirit. She had slapped a high level British police officer Goldi for giving false promises. Another iron lady was Sindhubala, who was arrested along with her pregnant sister in law of the same name and both were tied to a rope and made to walk for miles, causing widespread outrage. Sindhubala continued her revolutionary activities and was later killed by police.

Rashbehari & Jatindra – The birth of a great plan

Rashbehari Bose was during this time another leader of the revolutionary movement. He somehow escaped the Alipore bomb case. He arranged for throwing bomb on the procession of Lord Hardinge in Delhi by Basanta Biswas. By then the capital was India was Delhi instead of Calcutta. Rashbehari had come in close contact with Jatindra and both had extensively discussed about the plan of action. Both agreed that the immediate priority was to organize all the disparate groups working in different areas under one cohesive force and that the motto should be a complete overthrow of the British rule. Rashbehari and Jatindra met when the latter travelled to Benaras on a spiritual journey. There Jatindra also met Niralamba Swami who helped him in establishing contacts with revolutionaries in the upper Gangetic Plain.

The Chandernagar Meet

At this time World War 1 was announced and the revolutionaries decided that it was a great opportunity for them to try to evict British from India. Many Bengal revolutionaries participated in a secret meeting in Chandernagar including M.N Roy (Narendranath Bahttacharya), Srishchandra Ghosh, Makhanlal Sen, Narendranath Sen etc. It was decided that ten thousand youths would be prepared for revolutionary activities by Anushilon Samity and the tasks to organize many secret societies were handed over to key revolutionary figures. Bagha Jatin proceeded quickly to organize the movement.

Rodda Company Arms Consignment Heist

In 1914 the revolutionaries got a huge opportunity of getting a cache of arms. This is known in history as Rodda Company arms heist. Shrish Chandra Sarkar used to work in the Rodda Company in its Dalhousie branch. He got the news that the company was supposed to import 202 boxes of arms in the ship called S.S Tactician on 26th Aug, 1914. Shrish used bullock carts to carry the arms and absconded with the cart containing 50 Mauser pistols and ammunition. This heist became sensational at that time and police tried in vain to recover the arms. The arms were used for carrying out several assassination bids and daylight robberies for procuring arms. The person who drove the bullock cart was Haridas Dutta of Mukti Sangha. The Statesman described the heist as the “greatest daylight robbery”. Haridas Dutta was arrested and put behind the bars.

Taxicab robberies & other daring acts of defiance

In order to procure more arms, Jatindra’s comrade in arms Narendranath Bhattacharya and Chittapriya Roy Chaudhury, conducted several daring robberies, most famous being that of Beliaghata and Garden Reach. Chiitapriya also killed a police inspector in Hedua near Calcutta University. When Jatindra and Chittapriya were busy discussing and planning in a residence in Pathuriaghata, chance brought a police spy in their midst. Jatindra ordered to kill him but he somehow survived to reveal their names. So it was imperative for Jatindra to leave Calcutta, however he could not because his major associates, Narendranath Bhattacharya, Atulkrishna Ghosh, Patitpaban Ghosh etc. were in jail awaiting trial. Narendranath was the connection between Jatindranth and the Indo German conspiracy so he had to be saved. He could get a bail and was then sent by Jatindra to Batavia for getting the consignment of arms. Narendranath left the country with the pseudo name Charles Martin.

International Conspiracy

The earliest mention of an international conspiracy for armed revolution in India appears in Nixon’s Report on Revolutionary Organisation, which reported that Jatindranath Mukherjee (Bagha Jatin) and Narendranath Bhattacharya had met the Crown Prince of Germany during the latter’s visit to Calcutta in 1912, and obtained an assurance that they would receive supplies of arms and ammunition.

Activities in Europe

The onset of the World War 1 pinned new hope and faith in the minds of the revolutionaries. Outside India preparations have been going on for long for setting up support in favour of independence. At the time of partition of Bengal Shyamji Krishna Varma founded the India House in London and got extensive support from Madam Bhikaji Kama, Dadabhai Naoraji, Lala Lajpat Rai and other notables. Varma established the Indian Home Rule Society in 1905.

The organization was an association for Indian students but used to promote Nationalistic ideals. Many youth who later joined independence movements were associated with it like Madanlal Dhingra, V.D Savarkar, Virendranath Chatterjee and Lala Hardayal.

The first flag of Indian independence was raised in Stuttgart, Germany in 1907. It was designed by Madam Kama and Shyamji Krishna Varma.

In 1909 M.L Dhingra shot dead Sir Curzon Wyllie and was hanged for it. The police zeroed down on India House and its activities and many of its leadership fled to other locations. Virendranath went to Germany, Lala Hardayal and few others went to Paris.

Revolutionary Activities in America

In United States secret societies sprung up to support the cause of India. Several noted Indian revolutionaries had been to various parts of United States, among them being Bhupendranath Dutta, the younger brother of Swami Vivekananda, Taraknath Das etc. Myron Phelp, an acquaintance of Krishna Varma and an admirer of Swami Vivekananda, founded an “India House” in Manhattan in New York in January 1908. They helped maintain relationship with international revolution societies across the globe, esp. with Irish & Turkish revolutionaries. Irish collaboration with Indian revolutionaries resulted in some of the early but futile efforts to get arms into India, including a 1908 attempt on board a ship called the SS Moraitis.

Taraknath Das – One of the pioneers, an early associate of Jatindra

Taraknath Das was associated with Bagha Jatin during the early days of Anushilon Samity. Disguised as a monk under the name of Tarak Brahmachari, he left for Madras on a lecture tour and subsequently he went to Japan and then to America. With Panduranga Khankoje (B.G. Tilak‘s emissary), Taraknath founded the Indian Independence League. Jatindra sent some other associates on a study trip to Americas to help support India’s cause who received help and support from Taraknath.

Ghadar Party and its efforts among Sikh immigrants and North India

Lala Hardyal in the meanwhile has been working with Ghadar party in Canada to help poor expatriates, mostly Sikhs. The party’s key founders and members included Kartar Singh, Mohammed Barakatullah and Sohan Singh. Its later members included Vishnu Ganesh Pingle and Rashbehari Bose. It worked among Indian immigrants to provide them all the help regarding immigration and settlement. But it also used this opportunity to rouse their patriotic and nationalistic feelings and took their help to plan for a revolution in India and a mutiny in the barracks among Sikh and Jat regiments.

Berlin Committee

With the onset of World War I, an Indian revolutionary group called the Berlin Committee (later called the Indian Independence Committee) was formed in Germany. Its founders were Chidambaram Pillai and Virendranath Chatterjee and they were later joined by Mohammed Barakatullah, Vishnu Ganesh Pingle, Lala Hardayal and several other noted revolutionaries. Berlin committee was supported by Max Von Oppenheim and Arthur Zimmermann, the State Secretary for Foreign Affairs of the German Empire. Berlin committee maintained a very close relationship with Jatindra with the help of Narendranath Bhattacharya. Virendranath sent a report of the activities of Berlin committee in 1914 to Jatindranath through Vishnu Pingle.

Indo German Conspiracy

The Indo German conspiracy took its root whereby Germany had decided to support the armed revolution against British rule in India and therefore supported Ghadar party.

Komagata Maru

Ghadar party got a shot in arms with Komagata Maru incident which resulted in riots and killings of Sikh immigrants in Budge Budge after they have been refused asylum by Canada.

The plan of Grand Mutiny in the barracks

In the meanwhile Jatindra and Rashbehari Bose planned a most audacious attempt of fomenting a revolt in the British Indian army. Bose was organizing the revolution in North India together with Vishnu Pingley and Sachindranath Sanyal and several leaders of Ghadar party while Jatindra was in charge of East India. Jatindra also kept a close link with the revolutionary base in Batavia while Ghadar had a close link with the base in Bangkok. The revolution in the North was planned with active connivance with Ghadar party and inflammatory materials were circulated. However the British police got the wind of the mutiny plot.

Ghadar party’s influence in North India & Asia Pacific

The Ghadarites in India were able to establish contact with sympathisers within the British Indian Army as well as build networks with underground revolutionary groups and East Asia including China, Hong Kong were major transit points. Several attempts were made to enlist the support of China and Japan in procuring arms. But it was made difficult by china and Japan’s reluctance to side with Germany in World War 1 and therefore the plan to procure arms by this route fell through. In the United States, an elaborate plan and arrangement was made to ship arms from the country and from the Far East through Shanghai, BataviaBangkok and Burma.

The Arms consignment – shipment plan

The ship Annie Larsen and the sailing ship SS Henry were hired to ship the arms out of the United States and transfer it to the SS Maverick. The ownership of ships were hidden under a massive smokescreen involving fake companies and oil business in south-east Asia. But because of delay in dispatch the coup failed as by that time the plot was unveiled and most leaders in India were arrested. The plot had already been infiltrated by British intelligence through Indian and Irish agents linked closely with the conspiracy.

Mutiny’s link with the arms shipment

In India, unaware of the delayed shipment and confident of being able to rally the Indian army, the plot for the mutiny took its final shape.  Mutiny was also planned in Singapore.  23rd Cavalry in Punjab was to seize weapons and kill their officers while on roll call on 21 February. This was to be followed by mutiny in the 26th Punjab, which was to be the signal for the uprising to begin, resulting in an advance on Delhi and Lahore. However treachery betrayed the plan and almost all the mutinies planned were suppressed. Their leaders like Kartar Singh and V.G Pingley were arrested. Rashbehari Bose escaped to Japan. In Singapore there was a successful mutiny and many British officers were killed. But later the mutineers had to pay a terrible price and most of them were either killed or apprehended by the European forces.

Jugantar and the armed revolution

In the meantime, even after the February plot had been betrayed and given away, the plans for an uprising continued in Bengal through the Jugantar under Jatindranath. German agents in Thailand and Burma, most prominently Emil and Theodor Helferrich— brothers of the German Finance minister Karl Helfferich— established links with Jugantar through Jitendranath Lahiri in March that year. Jatindra sent Narendranath to Batavia. He also sent Bholanath Chattopadhyay to Bangkok and Abani Mukherjee to Japan.

Christmas Day Plot

In April, Jatindra’s chief lieutenant Narendranath Bhattacharya met with the Helfferichs and was informed of the expected arrival of the Maverick with arms. Although these were originally intended for Ghadar use, the Berlin Committee modified the plans, to have arms shipped into India to the eastern coast of India, through Hatia on the Chittagong coast, Raimangal in the Sundarbans and Balasore in Orissa, instead of Karachi as originally decided.  Bagha Jatin’s group would be collecting the consignment from coastal Bengal and Orissa. The date of insurrection was fixed for Christmas Day 1915, earning the name “The Christmas Day Plot”.

Jatindra estimated that he would be able to win over the 14th Rajput Regiment in Calcutta and cut the line to Madras at Balasore and thus take control of Bengal.  Jugantar also received funds (estimated to be Rs 33,000 between June and August 1915) from the Helfferich brothers through a fictitious firm in Calcutta. However, it was at this time that the details of the Maverick and Jugantar plans were leaked to Beckett, the British Consul at Batavia, by a defecting Baltic-German agent. The conspiracy had a huge base extending from planned coups in Middle East where a large number of Indian soldiers were stationed, Afghanistan, Andaman and Nicobar islands to free the prisoners there.

Arms shipment foiled

In the meanwhile in Calcutta revolutionary and associate of Jatindra, Harikumar Chakrabarty opened a company called Harry and Sons. With the help of this shadow company links with Germany could be established and Narendranath Bhattacharya communicated to the revolutionaries. After arranging for Maverick to be shipped to Bengal, Narendranath came back. In this ship there would be 30,000 rifles, ammunition and plenty of money. The responsibilities were allocated and the distribution of arms, the plans for large scale violence and war including capturing Fort William were all laid out meticulously. Since Jatindra was most wanted in Calcutta, he went to Balasore. In the meanwhile Maverick was intercepted by a Dutch ship in Java and two other ships which were bringing arms consignment to Maverick from US – Annie Larsen and SS Henry were also caught and Heramba Gupta, the revolutionary & Berlin committee member who was in SS Henry was arrested and later tried for conspiracy by an all-white Jury in Chicago.

The search narrows down – Police on Trail

Police had by now known the complete story and they had extensively searched Harry and Sons, Several revolutionaries were caught and net was fast spreading around Jatindra. Rashbehari made a last ditch attempt from Japan to send consignment of arms through his friend Nielson through China, but Sanghai police intercepted the consignment. Bholanath Chattopadhyay was arrested and committed suicide in Pune. Narendranath Bhattacharya had left India and went to Americas. He was later arrested and tried and took the name of Manabendra Nath Roy (M.N Roy). Thus one of the greatest and grandest of the revolution attempt was foiled by the combined power of Britain-America-Japan-China-France-Holland.

The Amazing Brain power

And yet, the sheer magnitude of the plan and the brain power of Jatindranath Mukherjee surprises us to no less extent. We cannot even imagine the capability of person who dares to take on a mighty British empire, without any financial power to back him, without any international country to stand up against Britain’s might and help him. He was dependent only on God and on himself and took up the entire responsibility on his shoulder as service to the nation. He had only one vision, one dream, to see India free by waging war against British Government and had his plan succeeded it would have been a major setback to Britain and would possibly have been a game changer in World War 1.

Jatindra goes to Balasore

Nobody, not even the Maharaja of Burdwan who was a close friend and admirer risked giving shelter to Jantindra. Atulchandra Sen was then the head of Bagnan High School and he was in charge with revolutionary movements in Howrah. Jatindra, Manoranjan Sengupta, Chittapriya Roy Choudhury, Nirendranath and Jyotish Pal went to stay with him. Then they went to Balasore in a train. A group of Englishmen had showered abuses on them en route and they could have been easily paid back, but Jatindra displayed wonderful self-restraint in view of the larger goal. He stayed for some time in Kanthi and Tamluk of Medinipur. He then went to Balasore over foot and stayed in the forested area in a remote village called Kaptipada.

End Game

Police somehow got their scent by raiding Harry and Sons office in Balasore and Jatindra decided to move towards the hilly areas of Mayurbhanj, but Jyotish Pal fell ill and Jatindra did not intend to move leaving him behind. So police got a lot of time to get hold of the revolutionaries. Jatindra’s insistence of taking Nirendra and Jyotish with him delayed his departure and gave a lot of time to police. Police force led by Dy. Inspector General Denham and his associates Mr. Tegart and Mr. Bard had come to Kaptipada by getting information from a person who worked in Harry and Sons. But by then the revolutionaries had gone to another village. Magistrate Kilby had by then sealed Balasore and all adjoining railway stations. Army from adjoining Chandbali unit also came there in search of the escaping revolutionaries. Jatin and his companions walked through the forests and hills of Mayurbhanj, and after two days reached Balasore Railway Station. They had walked without food, water and sleep and by now the end game was drawing near.

Local villagers turn hostile

Chittapriya and his companions asked Jatin to leave and go to safety while they guarded the rear. Jatin, however refused to leave them. Police had got the information of the skirmishes and were closing on them. They were also given away by the fishermen folks who informed the police of their whereabouts. The police had announced a reward for the capture of five fleeing “bandits”, so the local villagers were also in pursuit. When the revolutionaries fired on the villagers who had come on a hot pursuit one villager Raj Mohanty was killed. With this the villagers temporarily retreated, but the news of the skirmish reached the ears of the administration who were in hot pursuit. With occasional skirmishes, the revolutionaries, running through jungles and marshy land in torrential rain, finally took up position on 9 September 1915 in a trench in undergrowth on a hillock at Chashakhand in Balasore, near the river Buri Balam.

The Final Battle

On 9th Sep 1915, Jatindra and his associates who were tired and worn out from lack of sleep, lack of food and the immense hardships encountered, faced a huge contingent of police and army. The five fought bravely without surrendering for about two hours with their Mauser pistols. Chittapriya went down fighting, Jatindra and Jyotish were seriously wounded and Nirendra and Manoranjan were captured after their ammunition had run out. There was an unrecorded but heavy casualty on the Government side. So far the revolutionaries had kept the large contingent at bay by their fighting skills, but then Chittapriya was hit and was seriously wounded and Jatindra tried tending to his friend despite his own injury. Another bullet hit Jatindra in the stomach and he fell. He then asked for a ceasefire. When magistrate Kilby appeared on the scene Jatindra paid him due respect saying that he was unaware that the magistrate himself had come, and the magistrate was very pleased with his impeccable manners even at the critical moment. Nirendra and Manoranjan were arrested. Jatindra accepted all the responsibilities for the fight and the revolutionaries activities and gave a declaration that Nirendra and Manoranjan were innocents, he and Chittapriya did all the fighting (“please see that no injustice is done to these boys, whatever was done, I am fully responsible for that”). He was taken to the Balasore hospital where he passed away the next day, 10th Sep.

Tribunal for sentencing – betrayal of Indians by Indians

A special tribunal in Balasore then tried Jyatish, Nirendra and Manoranjan and found them guilty. Nirendra and Manoranjan were hanged and Jyotish was sentenced to deportation for life. It was a colossal shame for India that 2 of the three judges were Indians and one was a Bengali and another an Oriya.

Aftermath – The deceit & shamelessness of British administration

Jatindra’s death and the news about the encounter was suppressed by the police and administration. They did not even hand over the body to the family. They only announced that five criminals had been killed. But then it spread by word of mouth. Still there was some doubt in public mind regarding his death for a long period of time. Tegart had told about Jatindra, that “Though I had to do my duty I have a great respect for him, he is the only Bengali to have died fighting from a trench”).

Even though Tegart was respectful his deceit was evident in framing Nirendra and Manoranjan for the death of a villager.

The Impact of Bagha Jatin and his legacy

The extent of Jatindra’s life, his vision and plan was so great that it had far reaching international and national ramifications. Suffice it to say that had United States not been a British ally and had few other countries in East Asia joined Germany it would have been impossible for Britain to retain its power base in India. But the plan was possibly thirty years too early and India was not prepared for it. There was no cohesive leadership across all entities involved like Ghadar, Berlin committee and Jugantar and Anushilon Samity and lack of coordination was also evident. Moreover treachery was the main reason for the downfall as British had established a very successful espionage network which even penetrated the revolutionary circle. Thus most of the plans were known to British intelligence before they could be hatched. Still this was a most audacious and grandest attempt to free India. Afterwards it decided the entire course of revolution movement and led to the meteoric rise of M. K Gandhi who could take advantage of the rising discontent among masses and peoples’ admiration for the fighters for independence and the understanding of the sinister nature of the British rule.

Netaji Subhas Chandra Bose was one of the greatest successors of the Bagha Jatin as he took many of his ideas later in 1942 to take over and renovate the Azad Hind platform. So Jatindra paved the way and led the foundation for two of the greatest leaders of India – Gandhi and Netaji Subhas Bose by giving them the fruits of his hard work. His dream and vision of an independent India was realized some thirty two years later, but definitely not in the way he envisaged as less worthy people driven by selfish motives hijacked his cause.

There was a demand to rename Fort William after Jatindranath by several of his associates after independence but it fell in deaf ears. One of his admirers was Shaikh Mujibar Rahman of Bangladesh who was greatly inspired by Bagha Jatin to liberate Bangladesh. Jatindra’s worthy grandson Prithwinda, a noted scholar, historian and writer who was established in France had written and released his comprehensive biography in 2011, named “Bagha Jatin – Life and Times of Jatindranath Mukherjee”. His martyrdom anniversary was celebrated in Bangladesh in Kaya village, but even there fear of the religious extremists have prevented the authorities from naming the local institutions in Bagha Jatin’s name. None the less, it is still evident that people have not forgotten him and no division can prevent people from acknowledging greatness and paying tribute to selfless courage.

Means vs. ends – was Jatindra justified in using violence

There are often questions raised on the methods and means adopted by the revolutionaries. Rabindranath Tagore in his novel Ghare Baire sketched a very deplorable character of Sandeep as one of the representatives of revolutionaries. Even in Char Adhyay, Rabindranath showed the revolutionaries in rather poor light. This may have something to do his with dislike for the path of the armed revolution. However by demeaning and denigrating the revolutionaries and their sacrifices in this he may not have done justice. The debate between means and ends is once and for all settled in Mahabharata. When the goal is virtuous, when the end is to secure a selfless cause, any means can be identified. However if the cause is a selfish one, even if that means name, fame, power etc. for the fighters, then the means adopted must be honest and transparent. Even though some of the armed revolutionaries were compromised and were of questionable character, even though some of the atrocities committed were heinous, most of the revolutionaries were extremely selfless. They did not stand to gain anything from any of the activities, instead they sacrificed and renounced everything for the sake of the freedom of the country. Just as it is perfectly acceptable to even kill an assassin in self defence or while protecting somebody else, it is not at all a crime to commit robbery for procuring arms to snatch away one’s own country’s freedom. This is the principle on which most of the revolutionaries operated. Some of their operations went astray. There were betrayals, there were jalousies which compromised and foiled the plans, but none can deny the motive, the spirit of supreme sacrifice, the passion for achieving the impossible and daunting task of confronting a vast administrative machinery by adopting a path of deliberate aggression. Jatindranath Mukherjee are epitomized for this spirit and his associates will therefore be always remembered for their supreme sacrifice and selflessness.

Sources: en.wikipedia.org, Swami Vivekananda-Patriot Prophet by Dr. Bhupendranath Dutta, Bagha Jatin by Sudhir Kumar Mitra, Hemchandra Ghosh on Vivekananda by Swami Purnatmananda

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   বয়স এগারো। নাম প্রবীন। ডাক নাম টুকাই। সুন্দর ফুটফুটে কিশোর মুখখানা দেখলে ভালো লেগে যায়। এই বয়সটায় বিবেকটা থাকে টলটলে। টুকাইয়ের মনেও তেমন ধুলো-বালি লাগেনি।

টুকাইরা থাকে রূপচকে।  মা, বাবা আর টুকাই।

বাদশাহী সড়ক ধরে কোলকাতা-বর্ধমান-কৈচর। তারপর বাঁহাতি রাস্তা। ন্যারোগেজ লাইন পেরিয়ে চার-পাঁচ কিলোমিটার গেলেই বাঁয়ে ঢালু রাস্তাটা গড়িয়ে গেছে শীতলদিঘির দিকে। শীতলদিঘির ওপারে ছোট্ট টিলা। মাঝে রূপচক।

ঐ টিলার ওপর থেকে গোটা রূপচক দারুণ দেখায়।

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মিনিট দশেক হাঁটলে টুকাইদের ফুটবল খেলার মাঠ। এখনও এই মাঠের নাম তেপান্তর।

টুকাই যখন আরও ছোট ছিল, এই মাঠটা তখন ছিল আরও বড় । এখন রূপচকে বসতি বেড়েছে। মাঠও ছোট হয়েছে।

তবে নাম রয়ে গেছে সেই তেপান্তর।

খেলার মাঠের দক্ষিণে, সমীরদার চায়ের দোকান আর রহিমদের বাড়ির মাঝ দিয়ে খানিক এগোলে টুকাইদের স্কুল।

রহিম-টুকাইরা এই রাস্তা দিয়েই শর্টকাটে স্কুলে যায়।

সেদিন স্কুল থেকে টুকাই বাড়ি ফিরছে। পিছন থেকে কে যেন ডাকল,” অ্যা–ই টুকা–ই !”। সে ঘুরে দেখল, রহিম।

স্কুলে টুকাই হ’ল প্রবীন। খেলার মাঠে সেই প্রবীনই আবার টুকাই। প্রবীন আর রহিম হরি-হর আত্মা।

“তোকে স্কুলে কত খুঁজলাম !”, রহিম হাঁফাচ্ছে। তার হাতে পিজবোর্ডের তৈরি ছোট্ট একটা এরোপ্লেন। অনেক

পরিশ্রম আর বিস্তর মাথা খাটিয়ে সেটা বানিয়েছে। সহপাঠিদের এই যন্ত্রটার কারিকুরি দেখিয়ে বেশ প্রসংশাও কুড়িয়েছে ।  অনেকজনের মাঝখানে রহিম যখন তার যন্ত্রটিকে প্রদর্শন করছিল, তখন তার দুটো চোখ প্রবীনকে খুঁজে ফিরছিলো।

মুকুল আর বিমলের মাঝ দিয়ে তার দৃষ্টি গেল উত্তরের জানলা পেড়িয়ে পিছনের জংলা-জমিতে। দেখল প্রবীন স্কুলের দারোয়ান মোহনদার সাথে কথা বলছে আর এদিক-ওদিকে তাকাচ্ছে। মিনিট দশেক পরে সে বাইরে এসে দেখে প্রবীন নেই।

এতক্ষনে, আধ-রাস্তায় এসে, রহিম এরোপ্লেনটা একান্তে প্রবীনকে দেখানোর সু্যোগ পেয়েছে। চোখে মুখে উৎসাহ। এক ঝলক হেসে বলল, “টুকাই, দেখতো কেমন বানিয়েছি। এটা উড়তেও পারে।“ বলে ওপর দিকে ছুঁড়ে দিল। উড়োজাহাজ দিব্যি ঘুরতে ঘুরতে ওপরে উঠল। আবার ঘুরতে ঘুরতে নেমে এল। টুকাই হাত তালি দিয়ে উঠল। বন্ধুর সাফল্যের সেও যেন অংশীদার। বন্ধুর কৃতিত্বের সেও ভাগিদার। বলল, “এটা আগের এরোপ্লেনটার থেকেও ভাল হয়েছে !”

রহিম একগাল হেসে এরোপ্লেনটা এগিয়ে ধরল,”নে, এটা তোর জন্যে তৈরি করেছি। তুই মামাবাড়িতে গিয়ে

ভালোদাদুকে দেখাবি।“

দুজনে স্কুলের উত্তরদিকের গাছ-গাছালির ছায়ায় সরু পায়ে-হাঁটা পথ দিয়ে ফিরছিল।

টুকাই খেলনার এরোপ্লেনটা হাতে নিয়ে এপাশ ওপাশ করে দেখতে থাকল। পিজবোর্ডের ডানায় ঘাসের কুচি লেগে।

মাঝের নীলরঙা পেটটাও ঝোপের ঘষা খেয়ে সবুজাভ।

টুকাইয়ের চোখের ভাষা জানালো, সে খুশি। রহিমের চোখ দুটো উত্তর দিল, সেও খুশি। বলল, “ কাল নবাবহাটে যাচ্ছি। চাচার কাছে। ছুটির পরে দেখা হবে।“

স্কুলে গরমের ছুটি পড়ল। বৈশাখের মাঝামাঝি থেকে জ্যৈষ্ঠের শেষ পর্যন্ত। লম্বা ছুটি।

টুকাই থেকে থেকেই এরোপ্লেনটা একটু উড়িয়ে দেখতে লাগল। মনটা খুশি খুশি।  গরমের ছুটিতে সে যাচ্ছে মামাবাড়ি। কোলকাতায়।

রহিমদের বাড়ির রাস্তা ছেড়ে টুকাই ডানদিকে নাগেদের আমবাগানের সরু রাস্তাটা ধরল। আম-কাঁঠাল-পেয়ারা-নিম গাছের অলিগলি দিয়ে হাঁটছে আর নতুন পাওয়া খেলনা-এরোপ্লেন ওড়াচ্ছে।

মেঘ জমছিল অনেক্ষন ধরেই। আকাশ কখন যেন কালো হয়ে এসেছে, সে খেয়ালই করেনি। গাছের ফাঁক দিয়ে একটু ঝোড়ো হাওয়া বইছে। ঝোড়ো হাওয়ায় রহিমের উড়োজাহাজ আরও ওপরে গিয়ে ঘুরপাক খেয়ে নামছে। আর তাই দেখে টুকাইয়ের উৎসাহ আরও বেড়ে যাচ্ছে।

এমনই খেলতে খেলতে সে একবার একটু জোরেই ওপরে ছুঁড়ল তার খেলনা-এরোপ্লেনটাকে। যন্ত্রটা দিব্যি অনেকটা উঠে গেল। তারপর – কি মতি হল — বাঁয়ে মোড় নিয়ে সটান একটা আমগাছের মগডালে গিয়ে আটকে রইল। দু-চারটে ঢিল ছুঁড়েও কিছু করা গেল না। মামাবাড়ি গিয়ে দাদুকে রহিমের কারিগরী দেখানো হবে না ভেবে মনটা একটু খারাপ হয়ে গেল টুকাইয়ের।

ভালোদাদু একসময়  ছিলেন বায়ুসেনায়। কয়েক দশক আগে তাকে মোকাবিলা করতে হয়েছে শত্রুপক্ষের বোমারু বিমানকে। পাঞ্জা লড়তে হয়েছে সমানে সমানে। আকাশের দখলে যেমন আছে গতির উত্তেজনা তেমনই আছে দুর্গতি। দেশের অনেক ভাইদের হারিয়ে, মায়ের কোল শূন্য করে পূর্ব পাকিস্তান হল বাংলাদেশ।

বিদ্যুতের ঝলকানি আর বড় বড় বৃষ্টির ফোঁটা গায়ে পড়তেই টুকাইয়ের খেয়াল হল এবার পা চালাতে হবে।

ধুলো উড়িয়ে আর পলাশের রঙ ছড়িয়ে দিয়ে ঝড় উঠলো। কালবৈশাখী। এই বয়সেও টুকাই জানে যে, বৃষ্টির জেদ আর তেজ — ভীষণ অনিশ্চিত । রূপচক হঠাৎই দামাল হয়ে উঠল। টুকাই স্কুলের ব্যাগ পিঠে বাড়ি ছুটল।

শুধু নাগেদের আমবাগানে একটা গাছের মগডালে আটকে রইল রহিমের তৈরি খেলনা-এরোপ্লেন।

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টুকাই তার মায়ের সাথে মামাবাড়ি এসেছে তা’ এক সপ্তাহ হল। বাবা আসেনি। বাবা – শেখর লাহিড়ী – সরকারি

ইঞ্জিনিয়ার। বর্ধমান জেলার আনাচে-কানাচে অনেক সরকারি  হাইওয়ে বানানোর প্রোজেক্ট চলছে।

রূপচকে এখন তার অনেক কাজ। সরকারি মহল আর কন্ট্রাক্টরদের মাঝে ভারসাম্য ধরে রাখা। খসড়া বানান।

রাস্তাঘাট বানানোর ঠিকঠিক রসদ যোগার করা। শেখরের ফুরসৎ নেই। শিখা একাই চলে এসেছে টুকাইকে নিয়ে।

টুকাইদের মামাবাড়ি উত্তর কলকাতার ছিদাম মুদি লেনে। বাড়ির সামনের লাল রোয়াকে ভোরবেলায় কাকেরা

আড্ডা দেয়। আর বেলা ন’টার পরে বুড়োরা।  দুপুরে রাস্তার কটা মস্তানগোছের কুকুর গুটিশুটি মেরে দিবানিদ্রা দেয়।

সন্ধের পর আবার বুড়োরা এসে বসে।

ভালোদাদুও এই দলেরই একজন সদশ্য। তবে টুকাইবাবু ছুটিতে এলে “গল্প দাদুর আসর” জমে তেতলার ছাদে।

মাদুর পেতে। কখনো সাপ-লুডো খেলা হয়। কখনো মেমারি গেম।

 

 

সেদিন মেমারি গেম খেলছে টুকাই, ভালোদাদু আর টুকাইয়ের মামাতো দিদি – বুলটিদি।

বুলটিদি একটা পাখির নাম বলল, “ডোডো”।

টুকাই বড়ো বড়ো চোখ করে জিজ্ঞেস করল, “ডোডো আবার কি ?”

দাদু একটু হেসে টুকাইয়ের পিঠে একটা চাপড় মেরে বলল, “ডেড অ্যাজ এ ডোডো ! কি বুঝলে, টুকাইবাবু ? এই বোকা পাখিদের জাতিটাই এক সময় ভ্যানিস হয়ে গেল। সভ্যতার অভিশাপ ! অনেকদিন আগে ডোডোরা ছিল। আজ নেই।“

টুকাই জানাল,”ডাইনসরেরাও নেই।“

দাদু বলল, “ওদের অতো খাবার যোগান দেবে কে ?”

ছুটিতে এসে দাদুর কাছে টুকাই অনেক গল্প শুনতে পায়। যুদ্ধের গল্প। এরোপ্লেনের গল্প। সে দাদুকে বলেছে,”আমি

বড় হয়ে পাইলট হবো।“

দাদু-নাতি-নাতনির আরেকটা মজার সম্পর্ক আছে। সেটা হল মামা-মামী আর মাকে না জানিয়ে তিনজনে মিলে কচুরি খাওয়া। সে একরকম চুরি করে কচুরি !

দাদু ছোটবেলায় আইস্ক্রিম কিনে দিত। কেক-লজেন্স-বিস্কুট কিনে দিত। মা বারণ করত। বকাবকি করত। তবুও দাদু চুপিচুপি নিয়ে এসে দিত।

সম্পর্কের সমীকরন বদলে যায় সময়ের সাথে। কালের স্রোতে। সেদিন মা আর মামী গেছে স্টার থিয়েটারে।

টুকাই আর বুল্টি সেই সুযোগে দাদুর জন্যে গদাইয়ের দোকান থেকে কচুরি কিনে আনল। বুল্টি আবার দাদুর জন্যে একটা ললিপপও নিয়ে এল। সেটা  হাতে পেয়ে দাদুর সে কী হাসি ! দাদু-নাতনির ছোট্ট  খুনসুটি । এই মুহূর্তগুলোতে না-বলা অনেক মজা। তিনজনেই তখন এক বয়সের হয়ে যায়। জীবনের ঝাঁপিতে আরেকটু মজা জমা হয়। লুকিয়ে কচুরি খাওয়ার স্বাদই আলাদা। এমন মজার সম্পর্ক যার আছে সেই বোঝে। যার নেই, সেও বোঝে।

তবে ধরা যে পড়ে না তা নয়। এই তো গত পরশু টুকাইরা দাদুর জন্যে ‘সাউ’-এর আলুর চপ নিয়ে ছাদে উঠছে। বিটনুনের গন্ধটা মায়ের নাকে ঠিকই গেল। কিন্তু মা না-দেখার ভান করে রান্না ঘরের দিকে গেল।

আলুর চপে কামড়টা দিয়ে দাদু যেই গল্পটা শুরু করতে যাচ্ছে, মা এসে হাজির !

“বাবা, ডাক্তারকাকু পই পই করে বলেছে দোকানের এইসব ভাজাভুজি খাবে না। কে কার কথা শোনে !”, বলতে বলতে মা টুকাইয়ের হাত থেকে চপের ঠোঙাটা নিয়ে নিলো।

একটু পরে মামীও এসে হাজির ! “তোমাদের ছুটির হোম ওয়ার্ক তো দেখছি শিকেয় উঠেছে। ফুলদি, এদেরকে পড়তে বসাও। মাথার ব্যায়াম না করলে এইসব মাথার ব্যামো গজিয়ে ওঠে”।

ঠোঙাটা  আবার হাত বদল হল। মামী সবাইকে একটা একটা চপ পরিবেশন করে শেষেরটা মায়ের সাথে ভাগ করে নিল।

দাদু মুচকি হেসে চপে একটা কামড় বসিয়ে বলল, “ইয়ে হুই না বাত। টুকাইবাবু, যাও হোম ওয়ার্ক কর গিয়ে। ছুটি যে

ফুরিয়ে এল”।

আর এক সপ্তায় ছুটি শেষ। টুকাইয়ের মনটা খারাপ হয়ে গেল।

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এদিকে শেখরের নাওয়া-খাওয়ার সময় নেই। বর্ষা আসার আগেই কাজ সারতে হবে। কাজের বাইরে তার যেন কোন

অস্তিত্বই নেই। রূপচক এখন ভীষনভাবে করমব্যস্ত । পুরোনো জি টি রোডের মোড়ে নবাব হাট। সেখান থেকে শুরু নতুন রাস্তার কাজ।

শেখর অলীক স্বপ্ন দেখে। রাস্তা হবে। বাস চলবে। রূপচক হবে “সব পেয়েছির দেশ”।

 

শেখরের এক সাকরেদ আছে – রাজেশ। রাজেশ ঝুনঝুনওয়ালা। সে দালালি করে। আর ঠিকাদারদের সামলায়।

রাজেশকে যেন ভগবান দালাল করেই পৃথিবীতে পাঠিয়েছে। পরের দ্রব্য পরের কাছেই বেচে তার থেকে দুপয়সা লাভ করে তার সংসার চলে। পৃথিবীর সব কিছুই তার কাছে অন্যের। শুধু দালালিটুকু তার নিজের।

মানুষের সঙ্গে যার সামাজিক বন্ধন নেই, শুধুই টাকার বন্ধন, সে মুক্ত। রাজেশও মুক্ত।

সে শেখরকে বলে,” পোকেটে প্যায়সা তো মনটা রহিস, শেখারবাবু। শুদ্ধু সিচুয়াসানের সোঙ্গে খাপ খাইয়ে লিতে হোবে।“

শেখর জানে এ লাইনে খাজনা কম, বাজনদারদের ভিড় বেশী। কেউ ভালবাসে রুটি দিতে। কেউ আবার কেড়ে নিতে। রাজেশ বাস্তবটা বোঝে ভাল। শেখর তাই ওর ওপর খুব নির্ভর করে থাকে। সমাজের আদিম মানুষগুলোর কাছ থেকে রাজেশ শেখরকে আগলে রাখে। জীবন থেকে শিখতে রাজেশের কোন বইয়ের দরকার হয়নি।

প্রায় দেড় মাস হয়ে গেল রাস্তা তৈরি হচ্ছে। নবাহাট থেকে রূপচক হয়ে রাস্তা চলে যাবে কৈচর। সেখানে গিয়ে মিশবে হাইওয়েতে।

সেদিন শনিবার। টুকাই আর শিখা কোলকাতা থেকে ফিরবে।

শেখর আর রাজেশ টিলার ওদিকের কাজে তদারকি করে শীতলদিঘির পাশ দিয়ে ফিরছিল। রাজেশের আবার হাত ভেঙ্গেছে। মোবাইল ফোনে বকবক করতে করতে স্কুটার চালাচ্ছিল। তাতেই চিত্তির ! পেটের  ওপর প্লাস্টার করা হাতটা ঝুলছে।

দিঘির ধারে শিমূল গাছটা দেখিয়ে রাজেশ বলে উঠল,”হোই গাছটা এখন দিন গুনছে। ‘সিতাল’ ঔর ভি ছোটা হোবে।“

শেখর অন্যমনস্ক হয়ে গেল। বৈশাখের ঝিম দুপুরে শীতলদিঘিকে উদাসীন দেখাচ্ছে। সে এ-দিক ও-দিক তাকালো।

বালির সঙ্গে মাটি মিশে আছে। দূর থেকে দেখা যাচ্ছে কিছু মানুষ কাজ করছে। খুব আস্তে আস্তে তারা   হাঁটছে। আবার

কেউ কেউ একেবারে পাথরের মতো এক জায়েগায় দাঁড়িয়ে। মানুষগুলোর গায়ে ময়লা, ছেঁড়া জামা । বছরের পর বছর রোদে, জলে মরচে পড়ে গেছে সারা শরীর। চোখে শূন্য দৃষ্টি। কোনও চাওয়া নেই, পাওয়া নেই। স্রেফ যন্ত্রের মত কাজ

করে যাওয়া। “সব পেয়েছির দেশের” কারিগর এরা।

রোডরোলারের ঘড়ঘড় আওয়াজ। বুলডোজার। এই যন্ত্রগুলোয় শক্তি আছে। হৃদয় নেই। কিন্তু তাদেরও ক্লান্তি আছে।

শেখরের ইচ্ছে হল কথা বলে গিয়ে। উত্তর হয়ত দেবে না। কিন্তু শুনবে নিশ্চই।

আশ্চর্য ভাবে প্রাণবন্ত হয়ে উঠেছে একটা জায়গা। প্রকৃতির সঙ্গে মানুষের লুকোচুরি চলছে। শেখরের মনে হল –

আমরা তো কিছুই তৈরি করি না। যা আছে তাই নিয়েই মেলাই-মেশাই-কাটি-ছাঁটি। নিজের মতো করে নিই। তাতেই গলদঘর্ম! প্রকৃতি সত্যিই যদি কোনদিন মুখ ফিরিয়ে নেয়, তাহলে ?

 

শেখরের ঘোর কাটল রাজেশের ডাকে, “ শেখারবাবু, রাইস্তা ঠিক হ্যায় তো ? উস তরফ লেবেলিং বাকি আছে”।

শেখর মুখের ঘাম মুছে জানাল,”রাজেশ, ওদিকটা তুমি দেখ। আজ একটু টায়ার্ড লাগছে। আমি চললাম স্টেশনে।

ফ্যামিলি আসছে”।

শেখর রওনা দিল নবাব হাটের দিকে।

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স্টেশন থেকে বাবার সাথে ফেরার পথে টুকাইয়ের জমে থাকা গল্প, প্রশ্ন — সব একসাথে চলতে থাকল।

ডাইনে ঘুরে বাঁয়ে তাকাতেই বালি চোখে পড়ল। ভুসভুসে বালির ঢিপিতে উঠেই মনটা খারাপ হয়ে গেল। রুক্ষ শুকনো বালি-মাটি চারিপাশে। দিঘির জল গেছে কমে। গাছগুলো, বাড়িগুলোর ওপরে ধুলোর চাদর। তাদের রূপচক বদলে গেছে।

টুকাই বাবাকে বলল, “বাবা, তোমরা যাও। আমি আমবাগান হয়ে আসছি”।  এই বলে রহিমের বাড়ির পাশের গলি দিয়ে

ছুট লাগাল।

আকাশে কিছু উদাস মেঘের আনা-গোনা। রোদ নামছে নীল আকাশের ধার দিয়ে। সাবধানে। নাগেদের আমবাগানে

ক্লান্ত পাখিদের আনাগোনা শুরু হয়ে গেছে।

টুকাই দেখতে পেলো একাদশীর ভাঙা চাঁদ গাছের ফাঁকে আটকে রয়েছে। হঠাতই তার বুকের ধুকপুকুনি গেল বেড়ে ।

রহিমের এরোপ্লেন ! কোথায় গেল ? এই গাছটার ঠিক ঐ ডালেই প্লেনটা আটকে ছিল ! গাছের নিচে এদিক-ওদিক

কিছুক্ষণ  খোঁজাখুঁজির পরে বাগানের দক্ষিণদিকের একটা ঝোপের ফাঁকে তার হদিস পাওয়া গেল।

নীল ডানাটা ধরে টুকাই আস্ত এরোপ্লেনটা বের করে আনলো। ডানদিকের ডানাটা একটু জখম হয়েছে বটে। তবে

সেটা ঠিক করা যাবে। যন্ত্রটা ফিরে পাওয়ার আনন্দটা সেভাবে পেলনা টুকাই।

একই সঙ্গে টুকাই, মানে প্রবীনের মধ্যে দুটো চিন্তার টানাপোড়েন চলছিল।

এক, দাদুকে প্লেনটা দেখাতে পারলে ভালো হত। মামী একদিন মাকে বলছিলো ডাক্তারদাদু সামনের মাসে দাদুকে হাসপাতালে ভর্তি করবে।

দুই, রূপচকে ফিরে সে দেখল – তেপান্তরে আইস্ক্রিমওয়ালা নেই । বেলুনওয়ালাও নেই। সমীরদার দোকানটাও নেই। একটু একটু করে রাস্তা এগিয়ে চলেছে রূপচককে দুভাগ করে দিয়ে।

তার মনের মধ্যে ঘুরপাক খাচ্ছে মোহনদার কথাগুলো, “ স্কুলের উত্তর দিয়ে বড় রাস্তা হবে। বড়বাবু বলছিল — রূপচকের সবুজ আরও ছোট হয়ে যাবে। গাছ কমবে। কিছু কাক আর পাখি উদ্বাস্তু হবে। উত্তরে কোথায় যেন বরফ গলবে। দ্বীপ ডুববে। গরম পড়বে।“

এবারের গরমের ছুটি টুকাইকে ধাক্কা মেরে অনেকটা বড় করে দিল।

দূর দিগন্তে নানা রঙের ক্যানভাস। চারপাশ নিঝুম। আমবাগানে ঝুপ করে সন্ধ্যা নামল।

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তাই নিয়ে আমি কি করবো?)
— মৈত্রেয়ী – বৃ্হদারণ্যকোপনিষদ
এখনো রাতের আকাশকে খিমচে ধরে আছে
হিরন্ময়ী তারারা।
এখনও এক কুণ্ঠিত মজা নদী বৃষ্টির ধারাপাতে
বেগবতী সুবতী হয়ে শৃঙ্গাররসে মজে।

এখনও,এখনও,এখনও
ব্যাঙ্গমা ব্যাঙ্গমী দিকভ্রষ্ট রাজকুমারকে উপায় বাতলায়
যেন অন্য কোন গ্রহ থেকে লালমন, নীলমন পাখিরা উড়ে আসে
শতশতাব্দীর প্রাচীন সুরে বেদগান গায়
এখনও,এখনও,এখনও
বাইবেলের আবহমান আদম-ঈভের প্রেম
এখনও প্রথম পাপের সেই মাদকতা
মানুষকে ছুঁয়ে যায়।

ভালবাসা? এখনও হৃদয়ে? তুমি ঠা ঠা করে হেসে উঠলে
পিরামিড বানিয়ে যতন করে সাজিয়ে রাখ।
দুদশক পরে পৃথিবী পরিক্রমা শেষে
করপুট পেতে তুমি হৃদয় যাঞ্চা করলে।
আমি বলে উঠলাম,
‘ এখনও হৃদয় ?’
হৃদমাঝারে রাখিনি তো
যেতে দিয়েছি।